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[news�jingle�plays]
Good�evening.
This�is�ABC's World�News�Tonight.
Frank�Reynolds�is�sick�tonight. I'm�David�Brinkley.
In�Beirut,�Lebanon,�today
a�pickup�truck
loaded�with�explosives
drove�up to�the�American�embassy,
and�there�was a�tremendous�explosion
during�the�lunch�hour.
Just�after�one�o'clock, maybe�1:05,�I�hear�"Boom!"
The�loudest�explosion I'd�ever�heard�in�Beirut.
[Peter�Jennings] � The�explosion
at�five�minutes�past�1:00 this�afternoon
devastated�the�embassy.
At�this�late�hour,
we�are�told�that�more�than 40�people�are�dead,
between�80�and�100�wounded.
Americans�and�Lebanese.
[David�Ignatius] � Run�back to�the�embassy,
and�the�facade of�this�beautiful�embassy...
I've�described�it as�being,�like,
looking�at�a�human�face
that�had�had the�skin�ripped�away,
so�that�you�just�saw bones�and�blood.
[Sam�Wyman] � Oh, it�was�wipeout�time.
It�was�terrible.
I�remember�sitting at�my�desk�at�headquarters,
and�somebody�called�me�and�said, "Bob�Ames�has�been�killed.
The�embassy's�been�bombed."
This�criminal�attack on�a�diplomatic�establishment
will�not�deter�us�from�our�goals
of�peace�in�the�region.
We're�pretty�vulnerable�here.
Nobody�was�aware�of�truck�bombs in�those�days,�really,
you�get�right�down�to�it.
No�one�had�really�seen suicide�before.
In�other�words,
they're�playing�by�rules that�we�aren't.
This�was�a�new�phenomenon.
Who's�doing�this?
dramatic�music
[indistinct�chatter]
[indistinct�chatter]
[taxi�driver�1�speaking�Arabic]
[speaking�Arabic]
[taxi�driver�2,�in�English] Mister?
[speaking�Arabic]
[taxi�driver�2�speaking�Arabic]
[in�English]�Okay,�good.
[taxi�driver�2�speaking�Arabic]
[in�English] What'd�you�do,�swim?
The�flight�was�delayed.
Never�connect�through�Rome.
I'm�Steve.
Chet.
Welcome�to�Beirut,�Chet.
[fighter�jet�whooshing]
[sirens�wailing]
What,�are�we�across the�Green�Line?
Skirted�round�it.
Did�you�put�your�hand�up for�this�shit�show?
Yep.�I�asked�to�come�here.
What,�you�like�civil�wars?
[Chet]�I�was�bored�out�of my�fucking�mind�in�Khartoum.
Plus,�I�knew�Ames.
[Steve]�True�believer,�huh?
Good�for�you.
[crowd�chanting�in�Arabic]
[speaking�Arabic]
[guard,�in�English]�Open�up!
[indistinct�radio�chatter]
-This�is�us? -[Steve]�Yeah.
Belonged�to�the�Brits. They�took�pity�on�us.
[Chet]�Jesus.
[Chet�sighs]
[Steve]�Mind�your�head.
All�right.
Kitchen.
Yeah.
[sighs]�I�was�on�leave when�it�happened.
-You�came�through�Cyprus? -Rome.
Try�Cyprus�next�time.
Thirty�minutes�and�a�world�away.
This�is�you.
You�think�Buckley is�gonna�read�this?
Listen,�Buckley's a�little�different,�okay?
He�never�trained at�the�Farm,�so...
Ah.�You�must�be�Chet�Riley.
-Yeah. -They�say�you�speak�Arabic.
-A�little. -A�little�or�a�lot?
-A�lot. -Ah.�I�hate�languages.
Well,�this�is�all we've�got,�boys.
I�asked�Langley�for�more, but�go�figure.
Welcome�to�Operation�Conestoga.
We're�here�to�find�the�assholes
that�killed our�brothers�and�sisters.
Ames�had�a�hunch�about�Iran.
Some,�uh,�camp near�the�Syrian�border.
Iran?�Why�would�they�be�here?
I�mean,�they're�Persian, not�Arab.
Thanks,�Professor. We�all�know�that.
I�know.�Just...�I�was�saying it�doesn't�make�sense.
Well,�nothing�makes�sense around�here.
All�right.
I�got�a�meeting with�a�Shia�leader
who�thinks�he's�our�best�friend. His�name�is-
Nabih�Berri,�from�Amal.
You're�gonna�be�my�translator.
Better�get�cleaned�up. You're�coming�with�me.
[Steve]�All�right, let's�do�this.
[Wyman] � Bill�was a�unique�character.
He�was�a...
He�was�a�soldier�of�fortune, I�think,
in�the�old�school�sense.
His�job�was to�try�to�sort�things�out
on�the�ground�in�Lebanon.
Build�something out�of�the�ashes.
I�read�your�file.
Army�grunt,�huh?
I�enlisted,�took�a�test.
Turns�out I�was�good�at�languages.
[chuckling]�Next�thing�you�know, I'm�at�the�Farm.
Just�watch�out for�the�Ivy�Leaguers.
-You�were�Special�Forces? -5th�Group.
Then�I�went�to�the�Agency.
[clears�throat]
-Sounded�good�at�the�time. -[door�opens]
Egypt,�Saudi. Kicking�around,�you�know.
Yep.
[Nabih�speaking�Arabic]
[man�chuckles]
Oh.
[in�English]�Mr.�Buckley.
-Welcome�to�Lebanon. -Thank�you.
How�can�I�be�of�assistance?
-Mr.�Berri- -Please,�call�me�Nabih.
Or�more�simply,�Abu�Hassan.
Okay.
Mr.�Abu�Hassan,
we're�trying�to�figure�out who�bombed�our�embassy.
America�has�many�enemies.
I�know�that.
What�about�that�group�of�Shia working�out�of�Iran?
[Nabih]�I�will�tell�you what�I�told�Robert�Ames.
This�group�is�nothing.
Too�small�and�weak.
Well,�Ames�is�dead, maybe�because�he�believed�you.
[speaking�Arabic]
[in�English] Have�a�seat,�please.
Sure.
Thank�you.
[Buckley�clears�throat]
Have�you�heard about�Sheikh�Fadlallah?
Mm-mm.�No.
They�say he�is�their�spiritual�leader.
Their�imam.
We�do�have�a�source who�may�know�something.
We�can�ask�him.
I'd�like�to�ask your�source�myself.
That�will�not�be�possible.
How's�your�wife�liking�Dearborn?
Lila.
Do�your�kids�have their�passports�yet,
or�are�they still�using�green�cards?
You�have a�green�card�too,�right?
Those�things�come�up�for�renewal at�the�strangest�times.
He�told�a�joke when�I�went�inside.
What�was�it?
He,�uh...�[chuckles]
Uh,�he�said you�look�like�a�penguin.
[chuckles]�That's�a�good�one.
[Chet�chuckles]
I�got�a�job�for�you.
[Mustafa�speaking�Arabic]
[Haidar�speaking]
[Imad�speaking]
[Fadlallah�speaking]
[children�giggling]
[child,�in�English] Pepsi,�Fanta,�7Up!
Pepsi,�Fanta,�7Up!
Pepsi,�Fanta,�7Up!
Pepsi,�Fanta,�7Up!
Pepsi,�Fanta,�7Up...
[Fadlallah�speaking�Arabic]
[audience�chattering in�agreement]
[indistinct�chatter]
[man�on�tape�speaking�Arabic]
[Steve,�in�English]�Okay, here's�a�50K�transfer
through�Sierra�Leone.
What,�is�this the�same�trading�company?
Mm-mm.�Diamonds�this�time.
-These�guys�are�good. -Mm-hmm.
[Imad�speaking�Arabic]
[door�closes]
[Arabic�music�playing]
[indistinct�chatter]
[speaking�Arabic]
[chuckles]
[in�English]�Do�you�mind?
No.�Suit�yourself.
Thank�you.
She�call�me�a�penguin,�too?
-You�really�wanna�know? -[Buckley�chuckles]
Look,�I�know you�really�admired�Ames.
But�we're�very�different.
Yeah,�he�was�a�good�man who�believed�in�people.
[chuckles]�Okay.�Listen�to�you.
You�got�a�family?
I've�been�in�the�field�too�long.
[man]�Only�you.�Alone.
-Yeah. -[Buckley]�It's�all�right.
I�hear�you�have�some�information about�the�embassy.
If�anyone�sees�me�here, I'm�done.
-You�understand? -Yes.
Whoa.�Slowly.
It's�just�my�fucking�cigarettes.
What's�wrong�with�you?
[Buckley]�If�you�have something�to�say,
now�would�be�the�time�to�say�it.
I'll�make�it�worth�your�while.
They�call�themselves Islamic�Jihad.
I�know�that.�I�need the�name�of�their�leader.
-He's�a�ghost. -Give�me�a�break.
Hey,�listen,�I'm�a�businessman, okay?�And�I�love�my�country.
And�I�hate�to�see�what�these fanatics�want�to�turn�it�into.
I�need�specifics.
Okay.�Two�more�trucks are�already�here�in�Beirut.
They�will�come�for�your�embassy,
the�one�you�share with�the�British,
very�soon.
Anything�else?
Mm.�Yeah.
The�man�you�want, they�call�him�Radwan.
Hajj�Radwan.
How�do�you�know�all�this?
I�sold�them�the�explosives.
tense�music
The�guy's�got�burn�notice written�all�over�him.
Write�him�up.�Code�name�Alpha.
Our�first�source�in�New�Lebanon.
And�warn�the�embassies. We�gotta�find�those�trucks.
[Chet]�You�sure? I�mean,�it's�a�big�fucking�city.
Uh,�can�the�Marines help�us�look?
Yeah,�there's�an�Arabic�word
for�getting�them out�of�their�comfy�barracks.
Even�I�know�that�one.
[Chet] � Inshallah.
[Buckley]�As�in�never.
No,�we're�on�our�own.
-You�gonna�offer�me�a�ride? -No.
Go�back�inside,�have�some�fun.
See�you�bright�and�early.
[engine�starts]
[speaking�Arabic]
[Mustafa�speaking]
Uh...
[Imad�speaking]
[in�English]�All�right, take�south�Beirut.
You�two,�take�the�west�of�town.
Chet�and�I'll�take�the�Corniche and�warehouse�districts.
Find�'em!
[Chet]�7:00�a.m.�again,�boss.
You�wanna�switch�that�up?
Fuck�off.
What�are�you�gonna�do?
[Daqduq�speaking�Arabic]
[Haidar�speaking]
[Imad]�Haidar.
[in�English]�Did�this�Alpha Boy�Scout�you�recruited
give�us�a�fucking�clue,�or�what?
I�didn't�recruit�him.
Two�trucks�somewhere�in�Beirut, targeting�the�embassy.
[Steve]�Ah.�That's...
That's�great�intel.
It's�a�shitty�building�anyway. They�can�blow�it�up.
We'll�just�give�it�back to�the�Brits.
-There. -Yeah,�yeah.
[tires�screech]
-Out�the�way,�out�the�way! -[horn�beeps]
Move,�move,�move,�move!
[hawker�yells]
tense�music
[Arabic�music�playing on�loudspeaker]
These�wogs�all�look the�same�to�me.
Come�on.�That�doesn't�help.
[chuckles]
Don't�go�native�on�us,�Chet.
[Chet]�Hey,�uh,�boss.
Yeah,�we've�been�everywhere. Nothing.
I�see.
[Chet] � What�about�the�others?
We�found�two�vegetable�trucks, a�garbage�truck
and�one�full�of�junk and�searched�them�all.
Alpha�might've�been�playing�us.
Maybe.
But�the�embassy looks�like�a�fortress.
We've�warned�the�Marines and�our�allies.
Go�home,�get�some�rest.
We�can�keep�going.
I�said�get�some�rest,�right?
Okay.�Copy�that.
[sighs]
He�said�to�call�it�a�night.
Really?
He�said,�"Get�some�rest."
-He's�an�odd�one. -Tell�me�about�it.
[Steve]�You�know,�uh, he's�dating�a�recruit
back�at�the�Farm,
twenty-five�years�old.
Apparently,�he�really�likes�her,
along�with a�couple�dozen�others.
-Buckley?�Really? -[chuckles]�Yup.
You�know, I�don't�know�what's�worse.
Being�single�here
or�thinking about�your�girlfriend
fucking�someone�else�back�home.
[Steve�chuckles�softly]
You�got�someone?
Yeah.
Serious?
Pretty�serious.
Why�the�fuck�are�you�here?
Thought I�could�make�a�difference.
Oh.
Another�true�believer,�huh?
[explosion�in�the�distance]
Up,�up!
Oh,�fuck.
That's�not�the�embassy.
It's�not�even�fucking�close.
[explosion�in�the�distance]
melancholic�music
The�search�goes�on for�more�victims
in�today's�murderous�attacks on�the�Marine�headquarters,
and�a�building housing�French�troops.
[reporter�1] � Between�250 and�300�Americans
were�in�the�building when�the�suicide�bomber�struck.
As�snipers distracted�the�guards,
a�man�in�a�truck�laden�with 2,000�pounds�of�explosives
raced�toward�his�target.
[Peter�Jennings] � It�was�just
after�9:30�in�Kuwait this�morning
when�a�truck loaded�with�explosives
crashed�through�the�gates of�the�US�embassy�compound
and�blew�up.
[reporter�2] � Within�two�hours, another�five�bombs�went�off
in�sites�all�over�Kuwait.
The�bombs�apparently�hidden in�booby-trapped�cars.
[reporter�3] Who�is�responsible?
A�radical�terrorist�group called�Islamic�Jihad,
or�Islamic�Holy�War, has�claimed�credit.
[reporter�4] � It's�the same�group�which�earlier�said
it�blew�up�the�American�embassy in�Beirut
and�the�Marine�headquarters in�Lebanon.
[reporter�5] � The�White�House is�under�new�pressure
to�justify�the�presence of�American�peacekeepers
on�the�ground�in�Lebanon.
There�was�nothing�else we�could�do.
Six�bombs,�all�in�minutes.
Who�the�fuck�are�these�guys?
Hey,�boss�wants everyone�downstairs.
[Buckley]�Gentlemen.
I�just�got�a�call from�Director�Casey.
Apparently,�the�White�House is�done�with�Lebanon.
The�Marines,�the�battleships, everyone's�pulling�out.
So�the�message�is hit�America�hard,
and�then�we�just fucking�cut�and�run?
Seems�like.
And�don't�think the�bad�guys�won't�notice.
[Steve]�And�what�about�us?
[Buckley] That's�a�personal�choice.
I�won't�force�anyone�to�stay.
Appreciate�it.
Let's�get�back�to�work.
[Tom�Brokaw] President�Reagan�tonight
ordered�a�phased�pullback of�American�Marines
from�their�positions around�the�Beirut�airport.
That�announcement came�this�evening
after�the�Lebanese�forces backed�by�the�United�States
took�a�terrible�beating�today.
The�Marines�will�be...
Thanks�for�everything.
-[knocking�at�door] -[Buckley]�Chet.
[door�closes]
Listen.
I've�been�around�long�enough
to�recognize�a�sinking�ship when�I�see�one.
Especially�when I'm�standing�on�deck.
You�do�not�want�this�stain on�your�record.
I�can�find�this�guy.
Well,�you're�even�more�stupid than�I�thought.
-[knocking�at�door] -[Buckley]�Yeah.
The�guys�who�hit�Kuwait. Found�them.�Seventeen�of�them.
Including�one�guy�from�Lebanon. Let's�go.
[news�playing indistinctly�on�TV]
[Haidar�speaking�Arabic]
[Imad�sighs]
[Imad�clicks�tongue,�sighs]
[Saada�sighs]
[sobbing�softly]
[in�English]�Mustafa�Badreddine had�traveled�out�to�Kuwait,
did�a�bombing�there and�was�captured.
An�American�professor�at�the American�University�of�Beirut
was�kidnapped�as�he�was�coming from�Beirut�airport.
[Dan�Rather] � Another�American has�been�kidnapped�in�Beirut.
[Wyman] � All�this awful�stuff�going�on,
and�it�just�creates a�situation,
an�atmosphere,�an�aura of�why�are�we�here?
What's�the�point?
[Gary�Berntsen] � So�many of�these�kidnappings
that�take�place in�the�late�1980s,
are�all�conducted because�Mughniyeh
is�trying�to�free his�brother-in-law.
What�do�you�got?
[Chet]�This�Islamic�Jihad�group
is�demanding�that�we�release Mustafa�Badreddine,
who's�the�guy�in�jail�in�Kuwait,
in�return for�some�of�these�hostages.
[Buckley]�Who�the�hell is�Mustafa�Badreddine?
We�don't�know.
Can�we�get�to�him�in�Kuwait?
Well,�Kuwaitis�won't�help. They'll�probably�kill�him.
Was�he�with�those�assholes
you�saw�hanging�out at�that�mosque?
Half�of�south�Beirut hangs�out�at�that�mosque.
Time�to�talk�to�Alpha.
[men�speaking�Arabic]
[Arabic�music playing�on�speakers]
[speaking�Arabic]
[urgent�footsteps]
[Steve,�in�English] � All�right. I'm�gonna�ask�you�again.
Who�is�Radwan?
Is�he�Mustafa�Badreddine?
Mustafa?�No,�that's�not�him.
It's�okay.
I'm�here�to�help�you.
They�call�him � Abu�Dukhan,
father�of�the�smoke, because�he�disappears.
Father�of�the�smoke?�Really?
Let's�just�hand�him to�the�Israelis.
[Alpha]�Come�on,�guys.�Really?
We�need�a�real�name,�okay?
Can�you�do�that�for�us?
-Give�me�a�real�name? -Fuck.
[Buckley]�Come�on. Think�about�your�own�future.
Imad.�[sighs]
Imad�Mughniyeh.
Mughniyeh?�How�old�is�he? Where's�he�from?
-I�don't�know. -Who's�he�work�for?
Can�I�have�my�money�now?
I�think�you�want more�than�money,�don't�you?
[Chet]�Who's�he�working�for?
Fadlallah?�Iran?�Why�hit�Kuwait?
I�don't�fucking�know. I�never�saw�him.
No�one�saw�him.
You've�never�seen... No�one's�seen�him?
Come�on.
If�you've�got�something to�offer,�now's�the�time.
They�say�he�wants�to�lead
the�Shia�of�Lebanon.
Begin�our�revolution.
I�mean,�who�can�blame�him?
We�need�a�revolution.
But�not�that�kind.
[Buckley]�You�would�do�it differently,�wouldn't�you?
Yeah.
I'll�choose�my�friends more�carefully.
Where�is�he? Where�can�we�find�him?
Honestly,�guys,�I�swear, I�told�you�everything�I�know.
Okay.�Okay.
[door�opens]
[door�closes]
I�don't�trust�him.
Check�that�name.
[indistinct�chatter�in�Arabic]
[Chet,�in�English]�All�right, I�checked�everything.
Marriage�certificates,
school�records, birth�certificates.
There's�nothing�on�the�name Imad�Mughniyeh.
I�mean,�the�fucking�name doesn't�exist.
Fuck.�I�knew�Alpha�was�lying.
Okay,�that's�what�I�thought.
But�then�I�had�this�guy at�the�passport�office
pull�photos�from�an�old�archive in�a�warehouse,
just�on�a�hunch.
That's�our�guy.
Kid�from�the�slums, maybe�five�years�ago.
That's�our�guy.
[Buckley]�So�what, is�he,�like,�20�now?
[Chet]�Yeah.
[folk�music�playing�on�speakers]
[Buckley]�Now�we�know who's�fucking�us.�What�a�relief.
Right.�So�we�track�him�down.
With�our�manpower, that�could�take�ages.
No�offense.
Listen,�Bill,
you�got�to�vary�your�routine or�something.
You�can't�keep�dressing�like an�ad�man�on�Madison�Avenue.
What�are�you,�my�ex-wife?
[Chet]�Or�your 25-year-old�girlfriend.
[Buckley]�You�know�about�that?
We�were�hoping to�keep�that�as�a�secret
since�she's�also�in�the�Agency.
You�have�someone�you�like?
No.
Well,�you�should.
I'm�gonna�call�it�a�night. You�take�it�easy,�brother.
[alarm�buzzing]
[urinating]
[breathing�rhythmically]
[engine�starts]
[men�speaking�Arabic]
[tires�screeching]
[kettle�whistling]
-[Steve,�in�English]�Morning. -Hey.
Uh,�you�seen�the�boss?
Have�you�heard�from�him? It's�after�7:00.
Is�he�not�in�his�office?
[Chet]�I�don't�think�so.
-[knocking] -[Steve]�Bill.
[Chet�speaking�Arabic]
[Steve,�in�English]�Yes,�sir. Sat�phone,�contacts.
All�our�assets�are�lost.
Jesus�Christ.
Well,�did�you�warn�the�assets?
Some.
We�think�this�is�Islamic�Jihad.
[Casey] � Who�the�hell's�that? Who�the�hell�is�this?
[Dewey] � It's,�uh... It's�Chet�Riley.
He's�a�case�officer.
[Casey�punches�table�lightly]
All�right.
Case�Officer,�we�got�any�light inside�this�group?
[Chet] � Yes,�we�have�Alpha.
[Casey] � Who's�Alpha?
[Chet]�He's�a�source.
He�could�be�playing�us. We�don't�know.
He�gave�us�the�name�for�Radwan.
[Casey] � Radwan?�Who's�Radwan?
The�leader�of�this�group, we�think.
Okay.�What's�the�name?
[Chet] � Imad�Mughniyeh.
He�probably�hit�our�embassy, the�Marines,�Kuwait.
I�think�it's�safe�to�assume he�has�Buckley,�too.
-[Casey] � What's�his�name? -Imad�Mughniyeh.
Twenty-one�years�old.
[Casey] � God�damn�it.
What,�I'm�supposed to�tell�the�President
some�punk�kid has�our�station�chief?
Huh?
He's�gonna�ask�me how�long�Buckley�can�hold�out.
He's�sentimental�that�way.
Bill's�a�Green�Beret,�sir.
He'll�hold�out as�long�as�he�can.
All�right.
Let�me�know if�you�hear�anything.
Understand,�Case�Officer?
Yes,�sir.
Uh,�sir,�one�more�thing.
We�have�intercepts�here that�tie�back�to�Iran.
It's�possible�they're�pulling the�strings�on�all�of�this.
Just�find�Buckley.
[line�buzzing]
[door�creaks�open]
[footsteps�approaching]
[Imad,�in�English]�Sorry. This�is�all�we�have.
Radwan.
I�need�you�to�tell�me about�Kuwait�17.
I�know�you�have Mustafa�Badreddine.
No.
No.�The�Kuwaitis�have�him.
Come�on.
You're�CIA.
Eat.
You'll�be�here�for�a�long�time,
Mr.�William�Francis�Buckley.
[grunts]
[sniffing]
[reporter�speaking�Arabic�on�TV]
[reporter�continues]
[speaking�Arabic]
[sniffles]
[speaking�Arabic]
[in�English]�Okay.
What's�your�name?
I'm�not�making�a�tape.
[clears�throat]
[Imad]�I�want your�friends�to�know
that�I�have�your,�uh, CIA�briefcase,
your�special�phone,
and�I�have�you.
So�talk.
[softly]�No.
[Imad�sighs]
[Buckley�grunting]
[Alpha]�Hey,�guys,�you�good?
-Hey. -[Alpha]�Yeah.
I�have�something�for�you.
Proof�of�life.
[Imad�speaking�Arabic]
[Chet,�in�English] This�is�Buckley?
Where'd�you�get�this?
-Where�is�he? -I�don't�know.
Where'd�you�get�the�tape?
Guys.
He�trusted�you. You�understand�that?
Come�on,�man. Hey,�hey,�hey,�hey.
-He�trusted�you. -Back�off,�back�off.
I'm�just�a�fucking�messenger. What's�wrong�with�you?
-I'm�here�to�help. -All�right.
I�understand�that.
I�just�need�you�to�tell�me where�the�fuck�he�is.
-Yeah,�I�get�it. -Yeah.�Is�he�at�Baalbek?
-Where�is�he? -Don't�fucking�touch�me.
You�know�what?�Watch�the�tape. It's�very�entertaining.
Watch�it.
[Alpha�grunting]
[Steve]�Jesus,�Chet.
Keep�going�like�that.
You'll�get fucking�Buckley�in�pieces!
I�asked�you, where�the�fuck�is�he?
Fuck�you!
Damn�it,�Chet!�Back�off.
They�had�broken�the�CIA,
not�only�with the�Marine�Corps�bombing...
The�Marines, United�States�Marines.
And�now�they've�got a�station�chief.
Buckley�was�tortured horribly�by�them.
There�were�videos that�were�sent�back.
They�took�an�electric�drill to�joints.
And�you�don't�forget�that.
You're�breathless
when�you�see�that for�the�first�time.
Sorry.
Sorry.
I�hadn't�done�that in�a�while.�Sorry.
I'm�good.
My�name�is William�Francis�Buckley.
I�work�for�the�CIA.
[Dewey�softly]�God�damn�it.
[drill�whirring�on�TV]
Oh,�no.
[Buckley�screaming]
Oh,�no.
[Casey�on�phone] � Oh,�no.
[screaming�continues]
Is�anyone�there?
[clears�throat] Yeah,�it's�Dewey.
Jesus�Christ,�Chet.
Sir,�I�need�to�go�to�Baalbek.
There's�a�very�good�chance Buckley's�there
in�that�Iranian�training�camp.
[Dewey] � No,�you're�gonna stand�down.
That's�far�too�risky.
How�the�fuck�do�you�propose I�get�him�out,�sir?
[Dewey] � I'll�get�back�to�you.
[call�disconnects]
[reporter�on�TV] � The�group that�claimed�responsibility
for�the�bombings of�the�US�embassies
and�the�Marine�base recently�announced
that�it's�holding all�five�kidnapped�Americans.
And�it...
I'm�going�to�Baalbek.
You�can't.
Fuck�it.�Are�you�coming?
-Who�you�talking�to? -No�one.�[clears�throat]
[Steve]�Damn�it. Yeah,�Dewey,�he's�going.
There's�gonna�be a�crossroads�up�ahead.
We're�gonna�go�left.
It's�where�the�ruins�are.
Okay.�Here.
Yeah,�but�we're�going�left.
[speaking�Arabic]
[in�English]�That�way�is�closed.
Up�ahead�is�better.
I�understand, but�the�ruins�are�to�the�left.
Let's�take�the�left.
Yeah,�I�know, but�we�take�this�way.
[camera�shutter�clicking]
Mister.
Mister.
Please.�Not...
I�don't�want�problems.
Mister!�Mister,�please.
Mister.
Please,�back�to�the�car.
[Chet]�Yeah,�yeah.
[driver]�Mister,�please. Please,�mister.
Please,�back�to�the�car.
[indistinct�chatter]
[man�speaking�Arabic]
[Imad�speaking]
[Asgari�speaking]
[Imad�sighs]
[in�English]�You�can�ask�him anything�you�want.
About�the�CIA,�Iran.
Whatever.
Thank�you.
[jazz�music�playing�on�speakers]
I�told�you�not�to�go.
For�fuck's�sake, I'm�telling�you�Buckley's�there.
[Dewey]�You�think�or�you�know?
Give�me�a�Delta�Force�team, and�I'll�prove�it�to�you.
[Dewey]�Come�on.
[Steve]�Chet...�[clears�throat] we�all�love�Buckley.
But�you're�too�involved�in�this. We�need�you�to�step�back.
We.�Okay.�Who's�"we"?
[Dewey] Counter-Terrorism�Center.
CTC.
It's�a�new�division.
Steve�works�for�me�now, and�our�focus�is�Islamic�Jihad.
-It's�not�Iran. -They're�the�same.
Do�you�understand�that? Same�thing.
Asgari�and�Pur, Syrian�ambassador,
setting�up�something�new,
tip�of�the�spear of�the�revolution.
This�is�money,�banks,
direct�support for�the�operation.
I�think�these�guys�may�have�even interrogated�Buckley�themselves.
Stop,�Chet.�Stop�it.
You�yourself have�been�telling�me
this�is�all�Imad�Mughniyeh, this�Radwan.
Yeah,�it�is.
But�he's�working for�these�guys�somehow.
It's�an�Iranian�op.
[Dewey]�Jesus�Christ. Iran�is�not�your�concern.
What�is�your�concern�is�Lebanon.
And�you�can�start�by�telling�me about�the�mosque�in�Beirut.
What's�the�name�of�the,�uh... the�Imam?
Fadlallah.�Sayed�Muhamad Hussein�Fadlallah.
No,�Fadlallah�is�not�Iran. It's�complicated.
This�is�a�Counter-Terrorism matter�now.
Jesus�Christ!
It's�the�CTC.
Maybe�it's�not�the�best�division for�you�after�all.
But�enjoy�Cyprus.
Sorry,�brother.
[speaking�Arabic]
[baby�cooing]
-[kisses�baby] -[baby�coos]
[Imad�speaking]
[chuckles]
dark�music
[in�English]�Thank�you.
Where�is�everyone?
With�Dewey,�I�think.
Dewey�is�here�in�Beirut?
[Topher]�I'm�sorry.
[speaking�Arabic]
[Steve,�in�English] We�are�in�position.
[horns�blaring]
[horn�honking]
[Chet�speaking�Arabic]
[horn�honking]
[in�English]�Yeah,�Chet�Riley, Beirut�Station.
I�need�the�Director�on�the�line.
[telephone�ringing]
[man] � I�have Field�Officer�Chet�Riley
on�the�line�for�you,�sir.
[sighs]
Case�Officer,�you're�really not�supposed�to�call�here.
Sir,�this�cannot�happen.
We�cannot�have�this�happen.
It's�gonna�backfire�on�Buckley, on�all�of�us.
[hangs�up�receiver]
[Fadlallah�speaking�Arabic]
[Fadlallah�speaking]
[indistinct�chatter]
-[in�English]�It's�him. -[Dewey]�Mm.
[Steve]�Thirty�seconds.
Uh,�let's�proceed.
[man�speaking�Arabic]
tense�music
[explosion]
[in�English]�It's�time�to�go.
[people�shouting�and�sobbing]
[coughs]
[indistinct�chatter]
[Imad�grunts,�coughs]
[woman�shouting�in�Arabic]
[coughing]
[Imad]�Haidar!
Haidar!
Haidar!
Haidar!
somber�music
pensive�music
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