All language subtitles for Sum Of All Fears

You sure it's the Russians?

One hundred percent, sir.
Submarine launched...

12 to 15 megatons, and they went
to strike status 15 minutes prior.

CINC-LANT reports the Roosevelt
splashed six incoming cruise missiles.

The Russians are moving
west through Poland.

If they head for Germany,
the Berlin Brigade is outnumbered.

We've got another launch
from Alyesk, Central Russia.

I don't believe it.
What the hell's in Alyesk?

SS-18 ICBMs. Probable targets--
New York, Washington, here.

- How good is this ceiling?
- Anything but a direct hit.

Satellites confirm birds
in the air-- multiple launches.

- First impact estimated 25 minutes.
- How do we know that's accurate?

It's accurate.

Sir, I advise we go to DEFCON-1.

- Get President Zorkin on the hot line.
- Zorkin is missing.

We have reports of a coup in Moscow.

General Bulgakov
is calling the shots now.

Who the hell is Bulgakov?

The asshole who wanted
to use nukes in Chechnya.

Sir, DEFCON-1,
we're out of time.

Do it.

Mr. President.

After you give the order, the launch
sequence takes a minute to process.

Before the order can be taken,
an I.D. check must be performed.

My I.D. number is fifth
from the top.

- Sir, it's your wife on 2104.
- Thank you.

Under the two-man rule...

the order must be confirmed
by someone on the approved list.

Gene Revell,
National Security Advisor.

- Second from the top.
- Is it black-tie?

Okay, I'm on my way.

Can we...

finish this up some other time?

We gotta update
these fire drills, Billy.

If the shit ever hits the fan,
I'm not goin' underground.

The place is a goddamn tomb.

We have to choose someone to face
off against besides the Russians.

Really? Let's see. Who else has
27,000 nukes for us to worry about?

It's the guy with one
I'm worried about.

Speaking of Russia, I have
to send some folks over there...

inspect their nuclear
decommissioning facility.

- Place called ''Armazaz.''
- Arzamas.

Yeah. Whatever. Someone from
your staff should be on the trip.

I'll go.

Billy, send staff.

I wanna go.

Okay.

And don't underestimate
Zorkin, pal.

Between his economy,
crime, Chechnya--

- His liver.
- What's left of it.

How is he?

He's scheduled a press conference
for this afternoon...

so at least we know
he can sit up.

- Why not negotiate?
- The interview is over.

Only criminals and their friends
in the West wish it to be separate.

But, Mr. President,
if you will kindly come back...

we do have a few more questions
we would like to ask you.

You see what I see?

- His jacket.
- He used to button it all the way.

He's gettin' fat!

I know how he feels.
Wow. Look at that.

Maybe it's not the same jacket.

No-- Yeah. Shiny sleeves. He wore it
last time he got out of the hospital.

- He's definitely off the diet.
- He's also off the wagon.

You hear how he slurred?

That must be why Chelinski's hanging
around, to keep him off the sauce.

Where's Chelinski?

Next to-- What's her name?
The chick with the brown hair.

- Elena Rishkov.
- No, that is not Chelinski.

Busted. It's Chelinski.

You're thinking Cherpitski.
That ain't Cherpitski, either.

- I know. It's Chelinski.
- No, it's not. Trust me.

He's next to Elena Rishkov. He was
banging her at the Geneva Summit.

Chelinski was not at Geneva.
Cherpitski was at Geneva.

What are you saying? Cherpitski
was banging Elena Rishkov?

I say Zorkin's putting on weight.
Why reduce everything to sex?

I agree. Write it up.
And if he is putting on weight...

that might have health consequences
so get it in the afternoon brief.

And somebody find out who is banging
Elena Rishkov. This is good.

What shall we make of Chechnya...

asking the West for protection?

She is like a beautiful virgin...

escaping the clutches
of a lecherous bear...

and running to Bill Clinton
to save her maidenhood.

A poet once wrote:

''Meet the new boss,
same as the old boss.''

He could have been writing of us,
of Europe in the 21st century.

Over 50 years
of America and Russia...

imposing their will on the European
community-- East and West.

And we are still treated
like children...

but without the toys
or the good-night chocolates.

Each day we lose a little bit
more of our separate...

sovereign ability to determine
our own futures.

And each day the world comes closer
to that terrible moment...

when the beating
of a butterfly's wings...

unleashes a hurricane...

God himself cannot stop.

So what is it?

Are you blind?

It's a bomb.

Where's the fuse?

It's warm.

So am I. Come on.
I don't have all night.

It's a dud.

Let's get it on the truck.

But how can we sell it now?

There's always someone
who'll buy this crap.

I cannot stand all these questions
about my health.

I am to be described as
"robust" and "healthy".

Was that yours or mine?

It must be yours.
Mine's just for show.

- It's not the hospital.
- Cool.

- Good. Hi.
- You're still here?

I think to be accurate
and everything...

it's actually you are still here.

Oh. Right.

Not that I'm complaining.

Jack?

I know this is new
and all, but--

I have something I have to say
or I'm gonna explode.

I don't want you to be scared.

What?

You're in love with me.

I'm a medical professional.
I can read the symptoms.

You're definitely
in love with me.

And that scares you.

Not even a little.

But I think it scares you.

No. Not even a little.

And, for the record,
you're the one who brought it up.

Forget it.

- I'm gonna get it.
- No, wait. It'll stop.

I don't know who this is.

But--

-Just go about your business.
- The timing sucks.

Do what you have to do.
I totally understand.

Yes. This is Dr. Muller.

Muller. You paged me?

Hello?

Stop. Yes, this is Jack Ryan.

Jesus.

Okay. I'll be there
in half an hour.

I gotta go. I have
an emergency at work.

I have to run. I'm sorry.

Cathy, how about dinner tonight?

Yeah.

- How about tomorrow night?
-Jack, I said yes to tonight.

I know.

What kind of emergency
does an historian have?

He died at 04 20 Zulu.

Eight and a half hours later,
they swore in a new president.

Everybody wants to know
who this new guy is.

- Who is he?
- Alexander Nemerov.

You're kidding me. I wrote
a paper about him a year ago.

- I know.
- Mary Pat, I said he could be next.

I said he could be next. I predicted
this. And nobody read it.

- They're reading it now.
- Who?

- Cabot.
- I've been here 14 months.

I don't think he knows
what I look--

Are you Ryan?

Yes, sir.

What is this? The Paper Chase?

Sir, my--

Come on. We're late.

You're about to breathe air that's
over your pay grade, so listen up.

You're gonna be asked
for analysis and advice.

Be sure you know what you're
talking about before you give it.

Don't be afraid to say
you don't know.

Choose your words carefully. Words
have a habit of becoming policy.

You, you. Give me your coat.
Come on.

You'll get it back.

Tie.

So, Intelligence Committee?

Mm-hmm.

I've watched these on C-SPAN.

Never actually been to one.

You've never watched one
of these on C-SPAN.

Our most important assessment comes
from a high source in the Kremlin.

In his opinion, Nemerov does not
owe his ascension to the military.

Everyone has opinions,
Mr. Cabot.

I respect that.

This morning my wife woke up
and said I was old, bald and ugly.

Is that a question, Mr. Chairman?

I told her appearances
aren't everything.

- Would you agree, Mr. Cabot?
- I certainly would, sir.

Now, this new fellow ''Nezmeroz''--
Is that his name?

Nemerov, sir.

Despite what your source says,
we hear ''Nezmeroz'' is a hard-liner.

Is he a hard-liner?

No.

It's a bit too soon
to make that assessment, sir.

According to CNN...

your Mr. ''Nezmeroz''
is making promises...

to rebuild the Russian Empire.

That sounds pretty rash
from where I sit.

If I were sitting in Chechnya,
I'd be even more worried.

Sir, Nemerov's saying what he needs
to get the hard-liners off his back.

If we leave him alone, Russia will
stabilize. Push him, bets are off.

When I asked for your advice,
I didn't mean you should actually speak.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Cabot.

Mr. Chairman, some of our assets
in the Russian government...

who actually know Mr. Nemerov,
have not had a chance to report in.

I'd like to take
a couple of days...

and get more information for you
before characterizing him.

But I do maintain my opinion
that appearances can be deceiving.

You're saying I'm wrong?

Absolutely, Mr. Chairman.

I don't think you're ugly.

- I apologize for being out of line.
- Senators don't like surprises.

I give them a hint of what
I'm going to tell them...

then I give them a while
to get used to it.

Then I tell them.

I understand.

Good.

But I'm right about Nemerov.

Your girlfriend like
this stubborn streak in you?

What?

Cathy Muller,
second-year surgical resident...

Baltimore Memorial Hospital.

Welcome to the CIA, sport.

Well, your intelligence is just
a little flawed in this matter.

I wouldn't call her
my girlfriend yet.

What exactly would you call her?

Great. Amazing.

She's just afraid to commit.

He's terrified of commitment.

The man is afraid of commitment
after three dates?

- Alert the media.
- I know, I know.

What does he do?

He was in the marines
before he hurt his back.

- Now he's an historian.
- Yawn.

No. He works for a think tank
across the river.

Double yawn.

All right, Rita.

Let's see what you have to say
after you meet him tonight.

He's--

Cute?

- I have fat fingers.
- Cathy!

- Cute scale. One to ten.
- Oh, God! I don't know.

Twelve.

Ask them where they found this.

In the field, in the Golan.

There was a lot of fighting in 1973.
Did they witness it?

This one says he lost his son.

Does he remember?
Was there a plane shot down?

Yes. An Israeli jet, destroyed.

This is worthless.

But tell him...

I will give him $400
because of his son.

Thank-- Thank you.

You don't find this lying around.

-Absolutely not.
- How did you come by it?

I found her in the attic
of an old mansion in Glasgow.

All right.

Your trip to the attic actually
has got you a piece worth...

the best part of a thousand pounds,
even in this condition.

Had she been in better condition,
even more. Ajolly nice find.

Hello? Cathy.

So glad you called. I'm running
a little late. I'm sorry.

Can you come a half an hour later?

I can't make it.
I'm really sorry.

It was a last-minute work thing.

What's that noise?

I'm calling from a plane.

-This just came up. I tried to call.
-Where are you going?

- I can't tell you that.
-Jack.

You can't tell me
where you're going?

- Hold on one second. Yes, sir?
- What are you doing?

I had a date tonight,
so I had to call and cancel.

Don't be stupid.
Tell her where you're going.

In fact, tell her who you work for.
She'll be impressed.

In fact, tell her who you work for.
She'll be impressed.

I work for the CIA and the director
asked me at the last minute...

to come with him to Russia
to do a nuclear arms inspection.

- That is so lame.
- I swear.

We're making sure...

they're decommissioning
their nuclear arsenal.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Zdrastuyte, William Cabot.

President Nemerov.

Pleasure, sir.

May I present Mrs. Lathrop.

Mr. President.

- General Rand.
- Mr. President.

- And Dr. Ryan.
- Mr. President.

You must be the Dr. Ryan who's done
such interesting research on me.

You should not be surprised by this.
We know quite a bit.

For instance, we know
how wrong you were that...

I had many girlfriends in college.

I met my wife in my third year and
haven't looked at other women since.

I was referring
to the first two years...

sir.

Where you received
highest honors in English.

I like him.

In that case, so do I.

Let me apologize for interjecting
myself in your inspection tour.

But there is a message I wish
for you to take to President Fowler.

You could just call him
on the phone.

I would like him to hear it from
you, his friend of many years...

who received it
personally from me...

saw my expression and the language
of my body as I spoke it.

I understand.

Chechnya is an internal affair.

What we do there should be
none of your concern.

I will relay the message,
but I don't think he will agree.

There are those in my country who
will use this issue to weaken me.

There are those in my country
who say your war in Chechnya...

is exactly your weakness.

Chechnya is a nation of criminals.

Every day brings another cowardly
attack on innocent Russian citizens.

It is none of your concern.

Stability is our concern.

Peace in Chechnya is our concern.

And, if I may speak frankly...

your control over your military
concerns us too.

For you to get
involved here, it's...

like sleeping
with another man's wife.

And what you are suggesting
is that afterward...

they can all live together
under the same roof.

But what really happens is...

the betrayed husband buys a gun.

That went well.

- Who's the guy with Nemerov?
- Anatoli Grushkov.

Old KGB?

Been lurking around since Brezhnev.
Plays all sides.

And nobody's had the guts
to get rid of him.

Is that because he knows
where the bodies are buried?

Probably because
he buried them himself.

And we were able to obtain a roster
of their scientists at Arzamas.

Who's who,
what their expertise is.

Arzamas-16 is home
to the All-Russian...

Scientific Research Institute
of Experimental Physics and...

is the birthplace
of our first atomic bomb.

Many of our greatest scientists
worked here and many still do.

Since 1995--

We tried so hard
to get in here over the years.

I sent three people.

They all died trying.

What does the T-shirt say?

''I am a bomb technician.
If you see me running...

try to catch up.''

Sir? I'm sorry.
Just one quick thing.

I'm sure it's nothing.

According to this, there are 17
senior scientists on duty today.

I only count 14.

Doctors Milinov, Orlov
and Spassky.

They don't seem to be here.

I will make inquiries.

Dr. Milinov is out sick.

Orlov is on vacation. Spassky,
I'm grieved to say, was killed...

driving his car to work
just this past week.

We move on, shall we?

Please.

Very impressive.

You almost seemed to have
that information memorized.

I assumed you would ask,
Dr. Ryan.

We touch down at Andrews at 2130.
Tell him to meet me there.

Sir, those three missing scientists?

Milinov's expertise
is detonators.

Spassky's expertise is the package,
the nuclear core itself.

And Orlov is a mathematician
whose expertise is the geometry...

of high explosives
inside a fission bomb.

Exact three men you would need
if you wanted to build a bomb.

- Grushkov would have us believe--
- Grushkov's a liar.

Milinov is not sick. Orlov hasn't
taken a vacation in years.

And Spassky, who's supposed to have
died driving a car, doesn't drive.

They have no idea
where these guys are.

I'm dying to ask you
how you know that.

Secure source inside the Kremlin.

Code name: Spinnaker.

He gives me stuff.
I give him stuff.

We keep the back channels open
in hopes of staving off disaster.

And speaking of disaster,
did you call your girlfriend yet?

No. I haven't figured out how
I'm gonna dig myself out of this.

Listen. Call her up
and invite her...

to the White House
Correspondents' Dinner Sunday night.

It's the hottest ticket in town.
She'll love it.

That sounds great.
How do I get in?

Trust me.

I'll see you at the car.

Still loving your desk job?

Yeah, I am.

How's your Russian?

It still works.
Why?

Three Russian nuclear scientists
are missing.

I need to know where they are.

I thought I wasn't
doing this anymore.

I just need information
this time,Johnny.

Your orders are on the plane.
Wheels up at 2330.

Have a nice flight.

Sunday night at 8:00
at the Hilton.

The tickets are under the name
of John Clark.

- You do have a tux?
- Yeah! Yes, sir.

My beautiful wife, Julie...

is from New Jersey--
15 electoral votes.

And is, as you know,
half Jewish...

so we'll take Florida's
25 electoral votes and divide by two.

- This is a nice hotel.
- Yeah, it's beautiful.

My friend Rita stayed here once.
She said it was real nice.

Maybe after dinner, we can--

- I don't know. We could get a room.
- I already did.

She reminds me that I have
publicly acknowledged...

- No, you didn't.
- Yes, I did.

I did, on a handful of occasions,
smoke marijuana.

California--

54 electoral votes.

At approximately 0600, Moscow time,
the Russians launched...

a massive artillery strike against
Grozny, the capital of Chechnya.

The shells contained
an experimental chemical weapon...

known as the Novichok
binary nerve agent.

On those infrared sat photos, you
can see saturation took 20 minutes.

After which, every man,
woman and child...

inside a radius of 12 miles
was rendered helpless...

by symptoms approximating
acute, late-stage cerebral palsy.

How many dead?

Best guess, 80 percent.

Which means,
Nemerov just launched...

the most massive attack
in the history of chemical warfare.

Let's talk response.

-Worst thing we could do is nothing.
-I agree.

Let him get away with chemical
weapons, what's next? Biological?

Nuclear?

Okay. Short of gassing the Kremlin,
what's our strongest response?

- We send in peacekeepers.
- Chechnya's not sovereign.

They requested recognition,
so we recognize them.

Not full diplomatic recognition.
Provisional.

Then we get the Chechens to request
emergency international assistance.

- And we send in peacekeepers.
- How do you get them in there?

- Fly them in from Turkey.
- Over Armenian airspace?

To screw Russia,
they won't complain.

Let's do it.
Nemerov can choke on it.

Bill.

Dr. Ryan.

- Yes, sir?
- What do you think?

Mr. President, conventional wisdom
would suggest that Nemerov...

is playing the traditional
Russian role--

be aggressive,
flex your muscles...

dare the world to stop you.

But Nemerov isn't conventional.

He walks like a hard-liner,
talks like a hard-liner.

Yes, but with all due respect,
I don't think he is one.

He gassed another country's capital.
With all due respect, you're wrong.

Why are we wasting our time?

What if he didn't order the attack?

What if Nemerov
didn't order the attack?

What if it was...

a rogue general
or a splinter military unit...

frustrated they couldn't get
their rebels out of the city?

Have you any reason to believe
he didn't order it or are you...

just floating this?

You don't know.

I don't think he did it, sir.

I would bet he didn't do it.

If I could ask senior staff
to remain behind, please.

Roger, we have to interrupt because
we're going back to Moscow...

where Russia's newly installed
president, Alexander Nemerov...

has just begun
to address the state.

Wejoin him in progress.

For ten years now,
we have contended--

Excuse me, sir?
Would you mind turning that up?

Finally...

every nation has a right
to defend itself.

This terrorism must end.

The bombing of Chechnya
was my decision.

Nice goin', ace.

Who did it?

General Pildysh, General Mitkin.
Unhappy old Communists.

Bastards.

- Relieve them of command.
- I will shoot them myself.

Just disappear them.

Their execution would tell the world
I didn't have control.

These days, better to appear guilty
than impotent.

And how is our Russian friend
affected by this?

I am not affected.

I remain devoted
to our little plan.

At what you're charging us,
I am not surprised.

- And the American?
- Mr. Mason is a believer.

I put a little extra
in the escrow account for him.

Why?

Because he won't live
long enough to receive it.

Where is the package?

It left Haifa a week ago.

I'm told these things
can kill you.

But so much has changed.

Perhaps the new situation...

suggests we consider
a different approach?

Maybe try to bring Russia...

more into Europe,
more into our way of thinking.

We have discussed that,
Monsieur Monceau.

And with your concurrence,
rejected it.

Oh, perhaps we were hasty.

Perhaps our plan is--

Is what?

Well, not perfectly conceived.

Well, I respect the will
and judgment of my friends.

But in light of the week's events,
I am grown...

uncomfortable with this plan.

So I must beg your leave.

Gentlemen.

Herr Haft will help you out.

Your scarf, Monsieur.

Mason, would you watch it with that?
You're gonna kill someone.

Yo, what's up, Mason?

I always wanted to ask you.

Where'd you get that tat, man?

The navy.

Navy? I was in the navy.

Hospital ship, six years. You?

Eight months.

Oh. You wash out?

All right, brother.
You have a good one.

Yeah, brother.

You've got to realize
the Russian world is watching...

and they're gonna take the cue
from us and what we--

The unprecedented attack
on Chechnya...

signals a dangerous and troubling
shift in Russian policy.

It demands the toughest and most
unambiguous response from the West.

NA TO forces are on their way to
Chechnya to serve as peacekeepers...

and to provide desperately
needed humanitarian relief.

Victims of this monstrous--

I expected this.

Really?

What will you do?

Nothing.

We will do nothing.

These are four hours old. Russian
12th, 15th and 2nd tank regiments.

They haven't moved.
Why haven't they moved?

- Nemerov's too smart to move tanks.
- He speaks.

Jack, look. Nemerov's got,
like, what, 19,000 tanks?

- No way NATO can match that.
- That's why he won't move them.

It's a chess game.
He's thinking three moves ahead.

He knows he has
more tanks than we do.

NATO says the only way to stop them
is by using tactical nuclear weapons.

And there's no way he wants to risk
a nuclear war over this.

I also think he's
sending us a message.

He didn't bomb Grozny.

Excuse me.
I'm looking for Mrs Spassky.

At the end of the corridor.

I haven't seen Sasha since university.

And you were his teaching assistant?
Strange, I don't remember you.

When he heard I was in Arzamas,
he asked me to look in on you.

- He says he'll take me to the West.
- That would require a lot of money.

Just because the imbeciles here pay
him nothing doesn't mean others won't.

He has a secret job.

For the government?

For imbeciles with money.

Same nonsense, do this, don't do that.

They even told him
not to call his mother.

The pigs.

I could die any day
and he can't phone his mother.

But my Sasha, he called.

Just last night.

Clark got us her number.

NSA collected records of all calls
made to that number and traced it...

back to here, an abandoned Soviet
army base outside Cherkassy...

on the Kremenchug Reservoir.

What are three Russian atomic
scientists doing in Ukraine?

Fair guess,
they're building a bomb.

Nemerov has thousands of bombs.

Why does he need
to build a secret one?

Deniability.

Build one nobody knows about.

He could drive it to Chechnya
in the trunk of his Beemer.

No way to track it.
No way to trace it.

And he could set it off, sit back
and say, ''I didn't do it.''

With all due respect, sir,
I don't think that adds up.

It adds up. You just don't like
what it adds up to.

Ah, the warmth of plutonium decay.

It's completely corroded.
At least you're wearing gloves.

Anyone want to light up
an American cigarette?

You're crazy.

I'm going out.

The explosive blocks
must be replaced...

and machined to a thousandth
of a millimeter...

in a mathematically
determined configuration.

Do we have a bomb?

First, we must analyze the yield--

Spassky...

do we have a bomb?

Yes.

Yes, we do.

This is a test.

Yeah.

Answer it.

- Answer it.
- You sure?

Yeah.

Hello?

Yes.

Yes, sir.

I have to go outside
for just a second.

Okay? I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.
One second.

I write reports.

I reviewed your military records.
You can take care of yourself.

Yes, sir, but
I'm not trained for that.

I'm asking you to be my eyes and
ears, not an operations officer.

I can't go.

So, this isn't sanctioned.

Give this to Clark, see what
he finds out, bring it home.

Yes, sir.

We never had this discussion.

What discussion?

Okay. Clark?

This is three days ago,
and it shows vehicles here...

guards here and here.

I oughta get one of those.

The infrared satellite, in position
34 hours ago, took this photograph.

It shows guards here and here.

I don't even have E-mail.

Two more at the checkpoint.

Between two and five in the
barracks, two with the package.

- Which we believe to be here.
- No problem.

Give me a couple of guys,
a box of tranquilizer darts.

If we're lucky,
we can be out in six minutes.

- Actually, there is a problem.
- What's that?

This is yesterday.
No guards visible at all.

And why is that a problem,
Mr. Ryan?

For two reasons.

Either we can't see 'em,
which is bad...

or, worse, they left,
and we're too late.

Suit up.

- What?
- You can't go dressed like that.

No, no. Besides, I'm an analyst.

I don't go on the,
you know, missions.

Relax, 00 7, it's not a mission.
It's just a recce.

Fine. Whatever you call it, I don't
do that. I just write reports.

Okay. So write a report about it.
Suit up!

Clark, no!

Cabot tells me you got my ticket
to the correspondents' dinner.

Have a good time?

Never been to one of those.
Was actually looking forward to it.

Clark, no.

- I'm not going in there.
- Goddamn right, you're not.

You'll stay and make sure nobody
steals my boat. Be right back.

Damn.

Oh, God. Immigration
didn't call you guys, huh?

I'm sorry. You speak English?
I don't speak Ukrainian. You?

I know this doesn't look good.
I'm an American citizen. My papers--

Okay, no papers.

Please, just put the gun down.
All right?

The light.
Put the light down.

Okay, okay. Take it easy.
I'll put the light down.

Here we go.
I'm putting it down.

Shoot him, Ryan.

Shoot him.

Shoot him before he figures out
what I'm saying.

- Get their shoes.
- What?

Tell them
to take their shoes off.

- You speak Ukranian.
- Yeah.

You don't?

Whatever it is they were
spray-painting was big.

About the size of a fridge.

The imprint it left was deep,
so we know three things--

it was heavy...

something was radioactive...

and now it's gone.

- One of them spoke English?
- South African.

Okay, so the question is...

what's a South African
doing in the Ukraine...

with three Russian scientists
and a crate from Israel?

Tell Cabot
I'll call him from Haifa.

I have a feeling
you'd better hurry.

Most people believe
the 20th century was defined...

by the death struggle
of communism versus capitalism...

and that fascism
was but a hiccup.

Today we know better.

Communism was a fool's errand.

The followers of Marx,
gone from this earth.

But the followers of Hitler
abound and thrive.

Hitler, however,
had one great disadvantage.

He lived in a time
when fascism, like a virus--

like the AIDS virus--

needed a strong host
in order to spread.

Germany was that host.

But, strong as it was,
Germany could not prevail.

The world was too big.

Fortunately,
the world has changed.

Global communications,
cable TV...

the Internet.

Today the world is smaller...

and a virus does not need
a strong host in order to spread.

This virus...

is airborne.

One more thing.

Let no man call us crazy.

They called Hitler crazy,
but Hitler wasn't crazy.

He was stupid.

You don't fight
Russia and America.

You get Russia and America
to fight each other...

and destroy each other.

So what'd you find?

Ukraine doesn't have a thriving
export economy, but it's on-line.

I pulled up every shipping manifest
for the past two weeks.

The only crate
the size of that imprint...

was picked up at Kiev International
ten days ago...

and flown to the Canary Islands.

I can't find Cabot. The Air Force
has a nuclear assessment team.

Call them and tell them--

It got put on a cargo freighter
headed for the East Coast.

- What?
- Baltimore, Jack.

It's coming here.

It's another spectacular view
from the Budweiser blimp...

as we count down to game time.

We'll have all the rest
of the pregame festivities...

as well as the arrival of the
nation's number-one football fan...

in just a moment.

Then conquer we must

For our cause it is just

And this be our motto

In God is our trust

And the star-spangled banner

Forever shall wave

O'er the land of the free

Then give me the duty officer!

And the home

Of the

Brave

Ladies and gentlemen...

the president
of the United States...

Robert Fowler.

Show time.

Shit!

Fifteen-yard penalty.

First down.

That's the way!

Shit.

Sir!

Hello?

Sir!

Shit!

Yeah? Cabot.

It's Ryan.

What?

The bomb is in play!

Dillon's called the AFRA Tteam.

They're meeting me at the docks in
20 minutes to see if we can find it.

Docks? What docks?

- Baltimore.
- You're breaking up.

What did you say?

I'm losing you.
I'll call you back--

Baltimore!

Sir!

John! Reggie!

- Let's go! Let's go!
- Excuse me! Excuse me!

Let's go! Let's go!

Step back!

Go, go, go, go! Move! Move!

- What's going on?
- Sir, stay down.

The Russian scientists
have been working on a bomb.

Nuclear. It arrived
in Baltimore this morning.

- Get those people out of the stadium!
- We're on it! Stay down!

All we know is,
the president has been taken off--

- All set.
- Thanks,J.J.

Clearly something has happened
of tremendous proportion.

We have no word yet
or confirmation as to what...

but there is
an enormous cloud over--

Go, go, go!

Come with me!

Mr. President! Mr. President!

Are you all right?

He's stuck! He's stuck!
Get out of the way!

Mr. President,
are you all right?

Are you all right, Mr. President?
The marines will take you home, sir.

I need your help, Danny.

Alvarez, get me a stretcher!
Now!

You got the stretcher?

You got the stretcher?

- No, I don't want one.
- Okay.

Let's go, let's go!

Let's go!

Move it!

Move it, move it!

Go, go! Close the mouth!
Got 'em!

Mr President...

There's been a nuclear explosion in
America. You must come with us now.

What?

We don't know who or how.
But it wasn't us.

After Grozny you hope it wasn't us.

We are drafting
a strong denial for you.

And a statement of sympathy.

And Yuri... order all military
on the alert.

Hey! It's Ryan!

-Jack, where are you?
- I don't know.

Somewhere outside Baltimore.

- Cabot got the president out.
- Where's the president now?

They're taking him airborne.
He's on NAOC.

- Why?
- They think it may be the Russians.

It wasn't the Russians.

I gotta talk to Cabot. Can you
patch me through to the plane?

Cabot's not aboard.

We don't know where he is.
Can you call back in an hour?

We don't have an hour!

Fowler will want to show how tough
he is. He's gonna hit back, now!

Listen to me.

We must prove it wasn't the Russians
before he's convinced it is.

- Can you get back to Langley?
- There's no time!

There must be
a command post on site.

The radiation assessment team--
where are they?

Stambler Tunnels,
south of the city.

Stambler Tunnels,
south of the city.

The prevailing winds are blowing
the fallout from east to north.

As long as you stay south,
you're okay.

- Mr. President, are you all right?
- How the hell do you think I am?

- How many casualties?
- We don't know.

Cabot said it was Russian.
How did it get in there?

We don't know. Radar didn't
pick it up, so it wasn't a missile.

How is Cabot?
Where is he?

I don't know.

- Well, what do you know?
- I don't know!

- All right.
- I don't know, for Christ's sake!

General, Prozain and Kondor
are not on board.

Mr. President, I recommend
that we move to DEFCON 2.

Where's our intelligence?

Russian air defenses have
moved to their highest level.

Maybe they're afraid of an attack. I
can't get this goddamned chair to open!

- Sir, DEFCON status?
- We're about to take off.

- We don't know who did it.
- We think Russia's at high alert.

- Excuse me. You think?
- Sir? DEFCON 2?

We're groping in the dark--

This is too much
goddamn bullshit!

Not enough fact.

The blast crater is about 100,
maybe 150 yards wide...

which suggests
a relatively low-yield device.

Quite a bit smaller than,
say, the Hiroshima bomb.

Maybe a quarter of a square mile
around the stadium is just gone.

Beyond that, buildings remain...

although heavily damaged
for another quarter mile or so.

The damage appears to taper off
further away from ground zero.

Herr Haft has left for America.

And now we are counting on you.

I assure you,
I will earn every pfennig.

Attention.

You've heard of the bomb in the USA.

What you haven't heard
is that 15 minutes ago

an American ICBM hit Moscow.

We are to retaliate against an American
aircraft carrier in the North Sea.

Man your aircraft.

The ash isn't radioactive, and winds
are blowing the fallout to sea.

Jack Ryan, CIA.

Lorna Shiro. You need to wait
outside with everybody else.

I don't think so. I need to know
everything you know about the bomb.

Look, pal, we're collecting samples
and analyzing the debris...

so take a number, get in line,
and we'll have the report tomorrow.

Captain, I don't have time for this.
Where did this bomb come from?

I'll settle for where it didn't
come from, but I need to know now...

otherwise there may not
be a tomorrow.

Shit.
Wesson, where are you?

About a quarter mile
from ground zero.

I think this is about
as far as we go.

Our feet are sizzling.

I'm getting rads here
nearly the limit of our gear.

Okay, cut the rover loose
and get the hell out of there.

Roger that.

The crate the bomb was shipped in--
somebody signed for it at the port.

Customs must have a database.
Get me a name.

- And where's Cabot?
- No one knows.

We're checking the hospitals.

- Have you tried Memorial?
- He wouldn't be there.

No, I mean, is it still--

It's Cathy's hospital.

As far as I know it's still there.
But the phones are down.

Can you keep checking for me?
Thanks.

They could've launched
a cruise missile.

DSP sats might've missed it.

- We don't know this is Russia.
- But we don't know it's not.

If they were sending us a message,
like ''Stay out of Chechnya''...

the whole point would be
for us to know it was them.

Except that they could inspire the
confusion we're going through now.

Mr. President, we're uplinked.

President Nemerov,
a short time ago...

there was a major nuclear event
on the Eastern Seaboard of the US.

Loss of life is severe.

- It was no accident.
- It was not an accident.

We don't yet know where
it came from, we don't--

We have not yet ascertained
the source of this weapon.

Rest assured--

But rest assured those responsible
will be dealt with most severely.

He's fishing.

Send our reply.

Whoa, that was a little fast.

''Please accept the deepest
sympathies of the Russian people.

If it was deliberate,
this is a crime without precedent.

What madman would do such a thing,
and for what purpose?

You must believe Russia had nothing
to do with this infamous act.''

It's canned.
They prepared that in advance.

President Nemerov, we have no reason
to suspect Russian involvement...

at this time.

...but we will protect ourselves
from further aggression.

He thinks we did this.

We must demonstrate
the strength of our weapons.

They have to understand that
attacking Russia would be suicide.

Increase the alert status.

TAO, EW. I'm picking up
intermittent radar bearing 020.

Where?

Now it's gone.

- There! It's a weak signal.
- Low on the horizon.

TAO, AIR SUP.
Inbound contact!

Multiples on the same bearing!

- Vampire! Vampire!
- Fast movers inbound!

I got seven, eight--
nine of them!

The missiles came
from Russian aircraft.

Grennel thinks he can save the ship,
but flight ops are definitely out.

I ordered no such attack.

You must not respond to this action...

''...until we investigate
all possibilities.''

Like you did in Chechnya?

Mr. President, who is in control
of your armed forces?

You dropped the bomb on Hiroshima.

You dropped the bomb on Nagasaki.

Do not lecture me on Chechnya.

Mr. President...

we are now at a de facto
state of war with the Russians.

John Clark
was in Haifa yesterday.

I don't know where he is today,
but he may have something. Find him.

Check out
that gadolinium reading.

Yeah, the mass fraction is huge.

Okay, connect me to Dillon.
I'll hold.

There it is.

- Savannah River.
- Oh, yeah.

-''Oh, yeah'' what?
-Always had that gadolinium problem.

Hanford does it another way.

They always generate
too much promethium.

Hold on. Can you
translate that into English?

This plutonium came from
the DOE plant at Savannah River...

February of'68,
from ''K'' reactor.

You can even tell
which part of''K'' reactor.

Wait, this is our plutonium?

Made in the USA.

You gotta find Cabot.

Are you advocating
we launch a first strike?

It is not a first strike!

There's already been a first strike,
and a second!

- Don't you get it?
- No, I don't!

I don't understand why we have
to nuke them! It's not reasonable!

Sidney, goddamn it!

They practically sank
an aircraft carrier!

Their missile silos are hot.

We're getting nothing
but bullshit from Nemerov.

And let's not forget
how this thing started.

They tried to kill me!
Remember?

So don't fucking tell me
to be reasonable.

Sir?

Sir.

What?

The president.

The president's fine.

He's fine.

The bomb.
The plutonium was--

- Wife.
- What?

Wife.

Your wife.

I'm sure she's fine.
She's in DC.

The blast radius wasn't that--

wasn't that wide.

Here.

Sir, now listen to me.

The plutonium was ours.

John Clark's in Haifa right now
trying to find the arms dealer.

I can't get a hold of him...

and I don't know what to do.

Girlfriend.

She works in Baltimore, so...

I don't know.

Spinnaker.

What?

Spinnaker.

Sir?

Bill?

Yeah,Jack, just got in. We found
the receiver address for the crate.

Yeah, Port of Baltimore.
Can you get to the docks?

Yeah.

Find the Trans-Con warehouse.
The name on the manifest is Mason.

Sorry, I need this truck.

Come on.

Shit.

Come on!

- We've come up with an alternative.
- We'll counterforce.

A conventional attack
on the Russian air base...

where the carrier attack
originated.

It's what we're looking for--
a measured response.

None nuclear.

- Is it strong enough?
- Smart bombs and F-16s.

Pretty goddamn strong.

Can't afford for them
to see us as weak.

They've gotta know we have the guts
to take it to the next level.

I think they'll
get that message.

Hit 'em.

Eagle's Nest, this is Eagle One.
We have target acquired.

Target is lit.

Good-bye.

To make no response
is to invite a greater attack.

American submarines from Norfolk
and Kings Bay are putting to sea.

They carry Trident D3 missiles.
A first strike weapon.

Fowler is not so insane
as to launch a first strike.

Perhaps he doesn't think
it's the first strike.

Once their Stealth bombers go up,
we will have no choice.

That will be the sign.

How do we convince him
not to launch his bombers?

- Maybe we should...
- Bring our missiles to highest alert.

They'd be crazy to attack then.

Everyone, can I have your attention?
The generator has gone out.

I don't want anyone to move because
there's broken glass everywhere.

We'll get back to you--

Good. Okay, stay where you are.
We're going to get you one by one.

Sir, can you hear me?

Can you feel
your arms and legs?

We're gonna take care of you.

What do you got?

What do we do with the ones
we know won't make it?

Whatever we can.

What?

Bill Cabot died.

I'm really sorry.

This can't be happening.

Sir, you have a call
from Langley.

Thank you.

- Becker.
- This is Jack Ryan, Russian desk.

Oh, great.
The Nemerov apologist.

Sir, this bomb was not Nemerov.
I know this guy.

That's what you said
after Grozny, Mr. Ryan.

- Put it in your report.
- The plutonium came from--

Seems unusual to find radiation
poisoning all the way out here.

I have never myself
seen such a thing.

That is why we published the case
on the Internet-- to seek help.

How did he say it happened?

He will not talk about it.

Was anyone else exposed to
the materials that made you sick?

Mr. Ghazi, I'm not the police.

I'm a physician. Anything you
say to me stays between us.

My friend and I...

find bomb.

We sell...

to man who buys such things.

Was it this man?

Other people may have come
in contact with that bomb.

I am...

going to die...

yes?

Yes.

His name...

is Olson.

He lives in Damascus.

Oh, yeah.
We're getting it all.

A nuclear strike on Colorado Springs
would take out NORAD.

It would limit their ability
to launch a counter-attack.

How many people live
in Colorado Springs?

Three or four hundred thousand.

Mr President, to use nuclear weapons
against the Americans...

...would be to cross a threshold.

They think we already have. Should
we now wait for them to annihilate us?

I cannot stop what I did not start.

Mr. President, we need you
to initiate SNAPCOUNT.

What happens then?

We prepare to take out
their land-based missiles...

with a massive nuclear strike...

find and kill their subs...

knock out whatever planes
they have on the ground...

and mobilize to destroy the ones
they already have in the air.

What are our chances?

David?

Odds are...

we leave Nemerov
in a pretty pickle.

He'll be left with, at best,
a few hundred nukes--

the ones we can't find.

Mostly the smaller, more mobile,
less-accurate kind.

All he can do with those
is target our cities.

But he knows
to an absolute certainty...

that we will respond
against his cities.

I spent my entire adult life
wanting to be president.

This is my presidency.

Sir, I believe
he'll keep his 300 nukes.

It's still a credible deterrent
against some future aggressor.

He'll push back from the table
and call it a night.

I'm giving the order
for SNAPCOUNT.

Maximum readiness.

Jack, we're in Olson's files.

He shows wire payments of $45
million from someone named Dressler.

Dillon, run Dressler.
Find out who he is.

-Jack, I want you out of there.
- I'm at the docks. Somebody's here.

- Try to find the name ''Dressler.''
- No!Jack, get out of there.

Dillon, call the Baltimore PD,
give them the address. Hurry.

-Jack, wait for the cops.
- I'll call you back.

Wait.

Who's Dressler? Huh?

Where is he, goddamn it?

Where is Dressler?

Police!

Get your hands up!

- Where's Dressler?
- Are you Jack Ryan?

- Where's Dressler? Tell me!
- Let him go.

- Let him go.
- Where's Dressler?

Where is he?

Langley said you might
need some help.

I gotta get to the Pentagon.

I think I can
help you with that.

Mr President.

Their Stealth bombers
have left Aviano.

That is the sign.

Shoot them down.

God protect us.

The Russians
are scrambling their fighters.

We are out of time.

- He has a heart condition.
- Get a doctor.

- Mr. President.
- David, where's your nitro?

- I said get a doctor in here!
- Mr. President.

- Take him to my quarters.
- Bring him the launch codes.

Okay, Dressler's an Austrian
manufacturer, a billionaire.

His father was executed
at Nuremberg.

Five years ago he bought himself
a seat in parliament.

Then he got himself booted out for
saying nice things about the Nazis.

Get me the president.

- I can't.
- Come on! Get me through!

They're into SNAPCOUNT.
There's no way in.

Bullshit!

- I can do that for you.
- No, it's fine.

- Got some dirt on the card.
- May I see that card, sir?

We're on a high alert.
Put the card down, please.

- Back off.
- I am ordering you--

- Hold on.
- Take a step back, now!

I am ordering you to take
a step back immediately, sir.

General, there's a Dr. Ryan
from the CIA.

He wants to enter NMCC.
He's unescorted, sir.

- What's he want?
- You, sir.

Sir, my name is Jack Ryan.

I have an urgent message
from Director Cabot...

that I need to transmit
over the hot line immediately.

- What's your authorization?
- I don't have an authorization.

- Then where's Cabot?
- Cabot's dead, sir.

I just need to get
this information sent. Please.

Not without authorization.
Get him out of here.

Wait a minute! General!

The president's basing his decisions
on some really bad information...

and if you shut me out...

your family and my family
and 25 million other families...

will be dead in 30 minutes!

My orders are to get
the right information...

to the people
who make the decisions.

I just need to send
some information.

What makes you think the president
will even listen to you?

He doesn't have to.

How close are the bombers?

They're slipping in and out of radar
over Poland.

Activate the missile regiments.

You have about a minute for
the launch sequence to process...

after you give the order.

Before the order can be taken,
an ID check must be performed.

Mine is the--

My number is the...

third number down
from the top.

Your order, sir?

Strike.

I'm sorry, sir?

I give the order to strike.

Under the two-man rule, the order
to strike must now be confirmed.

Bob, for the love of God--

Just do it.

Sidney Owens, Secretary of State.
It's the fourth number down.

The order to strike has now been
confirmed by the two-man rule.

NMCC, this is Lasseter.
The strike order has been confirmed.

-Start the sequence.
-We've got activity on the hot line.

- They've had their chance.
- Somebody's talking to the Kremlin.

As you can imagine...

there has been
much confusion here...

and fear.

But we know the weapon
was not Russian.

''We know the weapon was not Russian.
Repeat. The weapon was not Russian.''

What the hell is going on?

Type exactly what I say.

Who are we talking to?

Ryan. I met you in Moscow
with Bill Cabot.

He died today in Baltimore.

Cut him off.

- We can't.
- Launch sequence has begun.

Two months ago,
a neo-fascist named Dressler...

bought an A-bomb
on the black market.

- Cut him off.
- You can't. That's the whole idea.

Then get somebody to stop him.

He paid three disaffected
Russian scientists...

''to make the bomb active.

He shipped it to the US,
where a man named Mason...''

was hired to deliver the bomb
to the target...

and set our countries
on a collision course.

This is madness. He is CIA.

We cannot hang our fate
on the word of their spy.

What is the harm of listening
a bit more?

What are you asking of me?

Back down.

What guarantee do I have that
President Fowler will follow suit?

None.

You see? He is wasting time.

We must launch now.
We have only moments.

Sir, I know you.

I know you had nothing to do
with the Baltimore bomb...

and you sure as hell
know you didn't.

But you're still about to launch
a nuclear strike against us.

- Yes, sir.
- It's no longer about Baltimore.

- Now it's about our fears.
- That's all, Dr. Ryan.

- Move away.
- Fear of being weak, of mistakes.

Fear of the other guy that built
these bombs in the first place!

It stopped.

They cut him off.

They are going to strike.

Prepare the launch orders now.

Thirty seconds to launch.

Oh, my God.
Mr. President.

We will maintain our defensive alert
for the moment...

but our offensive forces
are withdrawn.

''If you match our move, I propose
a phased mutual stand-down...

over the next five hours.''

Stop the launch sequence.

Lasseter here.
Flash override.

Stop the sequence.
Stop the sequence.

Order the planes to stand down.
Take us to DEFCON 3.

And would somebody ask Mr. Ryan
if I can use the phone now?

You're still here.

There is no more fitting memorial...

for those who perished
in this tragedy...

than the steps
we have taken this week...

toward a multinational campaign...

to root out and eliminate
weapons of mass destruction.

We embark upon this course...

because we have finally learned,
at far too great a cost...

that if the most powerful weapons
ever created are unleashed...

they will be fired not in anger,
but in fear.

Dr. Ryan.

Mr. Grushkov.

It is a lovely day.

Yeah.

- Oh, I'm sorry. This is--
- Dr. Muller.

How do you do?

Nice to meet you.

Why am I not surprised
that you know her name?

Our friend William
thought I was a spy.

Of course,
he could never prove it.

He never told me
you were friends.

Perhaps he didn't know you
well enough.

Cabot did tell me
he had a source in Russia.

To keep the back channels open?

In hopes of
staving off disaster.

President Kennedy said,
''Our most basic common link...

is that we all inhabit
this small planet.

We all breathe the same air.

We all cherish...

our children's future.

And we are all mortal. ''

I will miss...

so very much
talking to William.

Me too.

Perhaps...

from time to time...

you and I can talk.

I'd like that.

What is this?

A modest gift...

for your engagement.

He just asked me this morning.

We haven't told anybody about--

How did you...
How could you possibly know?

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