All language subtitles for Doomsday.Gun.(1994).en

All right, all right,
if this thing's of any

use,
it's got to be able to fire more than once.

Prepare to fire again.
Today marked the first

successful test firing
of the new harp gun.

A converted navy weapon that is the
star of the high altitude research project.

With a barrel more than 100 feet long,
harp is the biggest gun in the world.

The harp gun was designed by
Canadian ballistics expert Dr. Gerald Bull.

It's capable of firing
payloads into space and for

a lot less than the cost
of conventional rockets.

Dr. Bull's groundbreaking
work is being funded

by the Canadian government
and the U.S. Army.

Five, four, three, two, one.

Fire.

Despite its successful start, the U.S. Army
today withdrew funding for the harp program.

The surprise decision
has left many experts

wondering what
Dr. Gerald Bull will do next...

China has just accepted
delivery of a new medium

range howitzer designed
by Dr. Gerald Bull.

The Israeli government
is grateful to Dr.

Gerald Bull for his work in his
defence of the Golan Heights,

The gun's design... The African government,
thanks to Dr.

Gerald Bull,

In Angola, South African forces
have been fighting the Cuban army.

Defendant, please rise.

Gerald Bull,
you have pleaded guilty to the charge of

shipping materials of war to
the Republic of South Africa

in violation of both the United States
and the United Nations embargo.

Whatever service you have
performed for this country

in the past is no excuse
for the committing of crimes.

I therefore sentence
you to serve one year in

a federal penitentiary,
six months suspended.

Hello, Gerry. Just came to see how
you're getting along, if you need anything.

What do you want, Gerry?

You got a bum rap, Gerry. The company
feels bad about what happened to you.

Cut the bullshit.

Okay, I feel bad about what happened to you.

I was promised no jail, a pardon.

The judge was told what
the deal was supposed to be.

Then why did it happen?

You made me a citizen by an act
of Congress so I could work for you.

I know what you did for us.

Then why didn't I come through?

In spades.

You came to me.

We have to stop the Cubans in Angola, Gerry.

We need to give the South Africans
guns so they can kick ass, and I delivered.

Yes, you did.

The Cubans went home because of my guns.

And I ended up in prison.

What for?

I didn't do anything wrong.

You fell into the wrong hands, Gerry.

You got caught by customs.

We don't control them.

Or don't you think we tried?

Is that why you came?

For absolution?

Come back with us.

That's why you came.

That's why you came.

We need you.

Gerry, we need you.

Translation.

Don't work for anybody else.

Well, I got news for you, Jim.

I'm a gun designer.

The best.

As soon as I get out of here.

Anybody that pays me.

You don't mean that.

Yes, I do.

Except the Russians.

I draw the line.

We want you back.

We need you.

You bet I do.

You betrayed me.

First the harp.

Now this.

America.

The beautiful.

Your country, too, Gerry.

We weren't alone on that one.

Now you look.

I didn't just give you harp.

I gave you myself.

My loyalty.

You betrayed me.

What do you want me to say, Gerry?

You were fucked up, down, and sideways.

Yeah.

And that's a great way to reward loyalty.

Isn't it?

You destroy a man's work.

Then if you know your man,
you ask him to do more.

I'm sorry, Gerry.

Not that it does a hell
of a lot of good now.

But you know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna build another gun.

And not just another gun.

A super gun.

The biggest gun that ever was.

And who's ever got the money to pay for it,
that's who gets it.

Except the Russians.

Can I go?

Day of fierce fighting in the Iran-Iraq war.

After an Iraqi air raid on Iran's main oil
terminal, Ayatollah Khomeini has mounted a

new offensive,
sending thousands of his fanatic

followers into battle to face Saddam
Hussein's professionally trained soldiers.

Both sides are heavily armed.

The question facing U.N. officials tonight
is, where are the weapons coming from?

Why isn't the international
arms embargo working?

I have no idea.

We have this built in secret.

We haven't advertised it much.

There is over 200 million
dollars of equipment here.

The Germans built it for us.

They are very good at underground bunkers.

This is where we hold
all our military briefings.

I'm surprised you're
able to keep this secret.

We are at war.

We do what we need to do.

Maybe if you let the Iranians see this,
they'd sue for peace.

We at the Space Research
Corporation in Brussels,

we feel we're at the forefront
of big gun technology.

From fuses to high
altitude ballistic projectiles

to the most advanced artillery
pieces in operation today.

You see, with an engineering
team led by Dr. Chris Cowley,

I built my reputation and my
company designing big guns.

And the project I present to you
today will be my most ambitious.

When I was a boy,
I read a book by a man named Jules Verne.

And Jules Verne was not a scientist.

He was a writer.

But he had a vision.

A vision of what a big gun might do.

You build it big enough
and you can hit the moon.

Well, no one has come near that yet.

But what an idea.

What a vision.

As long ago as 1918,
the Germans were shelling

Paris from a range
of 121 kilometres with

giant guns like this one.

They called it the "Helmgeschütze",
or the "Paris gun".

I like to call it the mother of all guns.

Well, 30 years ago, I started thinking.

If they could shoot that far,
that long ago,

think of how much further
we could shoot today.

You just build the cannon
big enough and there's

no limit to how far you
could shoot a missile.

You could shoot a satellite
into space and a damn

sight cheaper than anything
launched by a rocket.

So, I did just that.

I built the Harp gun.

Look at her.

Isn't she beautiful?

Isn't she the most beautiful
gun you've ever seen?

Well, like Jules Verne,
gentlemen, I have a vision, too.

Take a good look.

This gun, my Harp gun, fired higher
than any gun has before or since.

And she can fulfil your dreams.

The biggest, the most powerful,
the most bang for the buck.

Thank you, gentlemen.

It has been my pleasure.

How'd I do?

Fine. Fine.

Dr. Bull.

Wish me luck.

Your gun is not big enough for our needs,
Dr. Bull.

Well, no, of course it isn't.

Did you think I was trying to sell you Harp?

No, General Hashim.

Harp's the past.

You see, I'm thinking of the present.

I'm thinking of the future.

Harp is just a toy compared to you.

I can build you the biggest
gun the world has ever seen.

The super gun?

Yes.

Imagine the value of such a gun.

You see,
you mustn't think of artillery as a tactical

weapon,
just preparing the ground for infantry.

You have to think of it
as a strategic weapon

designed to win an
entire war all by itself.

You have to think of it that way.

How soon can you build this super gun?

Well...

How soon?

How soon you need it.

Good-bye, Dr. Bull.

Of course, the size of the barrel will
depend upon the payload, you understand.

I'm calculating on a projectile
weighing a minimum of two tons.

That's about the size of a telephone booth.

And for that, you need a barrel
of... How long would you say, Chris?

Well, longer than a couple
of football fields, anyway.

Yes?

Yes, easily.

You have never seen a gun that big.

You have never even imagined one.

A range of over 1,000 miles.

So it could reach Tehran.

Yeah.

Cairo.

Sure.

And, of course, Tel Aviv.

Shoot out a hook and line,
and you could fish in the Mediterranean.

I'm making you the project manager on this,
Chris.

It's your call. I'm giving you a free hand.

You pick the people you want,
you work them however you want.

Don't bother me unless
it's something conceptual.

And don't worry about the embargo.

No, no, no. I worked that out.

We're going to order a different
component from each country.

By themselves,
none of them will look like part of a gun.

You can't disguise a gun barrel, Jerry.
It's too bloody obvious.

No, not to me.

To me, it looks just like a pressure
vessel from a petrochemical installation.

And that's how it's going to look
to any bloody customs inspector.

But this isn't going to be easy,
Jerry, not with a war going on.

The machining on this
gun barrel is very high spec.

All it could be is a gun.

Just leave it to me.

Jerry, look, Chris.

I know about embargoes.
I learned the hard way.

Breaking an embargo today
has become a bloody art form.

Everybody's doing it.

Ministers, secretaries,
all the way to the top.

Chris, it's just politics. Come on.

It's politics and it's money.

Today we hate the Iranians,
so we sell it to the Iraqis.

Tomorrow, somebody else. Who knows?

Who cares?
There's a fortune to be made here.

But you don't give a damn about money.

Let them think I'm a fool.
Let them play their games.

I just want to build my gun.

Come on.

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Do you have an ice cream?

Yes.

I want to go straight to the office.

There you go, Jerry.

Oh, big secret.

Oh, a nice guy.

You like it?

Yeah. You should talk.

Who did this?

He did.

You're fired.

You're fired.

This is the biggest job we ever had,
Monique.

Could go up to 25 million bucks. Top secret.

So watch your mouth, huh?

My mouth?

What about your mouth?

I know you when you get excited like this.

You stop people in the street.

I've heard you tell captors.

All right. All right. You made your point.

Don't know me so well, okay?

How else can I keep you out of trouble?

Listen.

The Iraqis want to pay us in
cash out of a bank in Luxembourg.

You're gonna have to go and collect it.

In cash?

Yeah. Don't ask me why.
That's the way they want it.

And as long as it's not funny money,
it's okay with me.

Who do you think was following us?

Following?

I picked us up at the airport.

I don't think it could
have been the Americans,

because they wouldn't
want to be noticed.

Israeli, I bet.

Well, to hell with them.

Let's work. Think fast.

Ooh, you're so tough.

This lady love has just arrived.

I think they're in for the night.

You've only been away four days.

I deprive you, Celine.

Tell me about your trip.

Later.

No, no, now.

Did you get the contract?

Yes, of course.

That's wonderful.

You're wonderful.

They're going to pay for the super gun.

Yes, they are.

Can you trust them?

Oh, they'll pay.

They want what I can do for them.

No, I don't mean that.

I just don't want to see
you in trouble again.

I know what it means to you.

Only everything?

I don't think.

Did you buy these?

No. No, no, they were here.

Why?

Well, they're not my glasses.

Neither are these.

Are we still celebrating?

What are?

Oh, yes, of course.

Message for you from Washington.

What do they want?

They've been bitching
about being behind a desk.

Right?

Punishment duty?

Well, they're back in the field.

They, um, think you need a new suit.

Sir?

Yes?

Yes?

Yes?

Macy's, off the rack.

I think you must have the wrong address,
sir.

Our clothes are made to order.

Could be.

I'm looking for a Donald Duvall.

You're Mr. Price?

Off the rack.

Yes.

Well, it takes all sorts, doesn't it?

Come with me, sir.

It's, uh, up the stairs.

Mr. Price.

Come on in, Price.

Have a seat.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Want some Gatorade?

No, thanks.

I've sworn off.

Is that a joke?

I don't like jokes.

I don't understand them.

It's because I have no sense of humour.

You know, my entire life,
people have told me,

I'll tell you that.
And he used to make me very upset.

Then I realized it's an asset.
It's a moneymaker.

You wouldn't happen to have any
bourbon to go with that Gatorade, would you?

I don't drink. And if you want my opinion,

10 o'clock in the morning
is a little early for drinking.

Well, I usually don't start till around
noon, but I'll make an exception.

I don't like drunk's price.

Well,
that makes us even. I don't like humourless

little pricks throwing
their weight around.

You want to get your feet off my desk?

Listen, you want to tell me what this is all
about, or you want me walking out of here?

Your feet off my desk.

I take back what I said. You're not Little.

You're also not CIA,
so where are you coming from?

The White House. NSC.

Oh, shit.

What the hell does that mean?

You're one of those.

One of those what?

One of those true believers who
think they know what they're doing.

I didn't want you, Price.

But they sent you to me.

Because you know who we're dealing with.

Who's that?

Gerald Bull.

What about him?

He's in bed with the Iraqis.

And the Israelis are tagging him.

You know them, too. You've worked with them.

You're to tell them to get off his back.

Just tell the Israelis?

Just tell the Israelis to do as we say.

Give them three billion
dollars a year in aid.

They don't even tell us what they're doing.

Well, that's gratitude for you.

The name of this project is...

Babylon.

Babylon!

Somebody, ask me why.

Why?

Because Babylon had one of the Seven
Wonders of the World... the Hanging Gardens.

And we are going to build the eighth.

My supergun.

Actually, the contract calls for two guns...

the supergun, and the smaller
one to carry out the tests we need.

I'm going to name the smaller one Babylon.

Baby... Babylon.

Can I ask something, Jerry?

Claude, you know, you always ask me if
you can ask me something before you ask me.

Why don't you just ask me?

Are we talking about a
bigger version of HAARP?

HAARP is this big.

Supergun is gonna be this big.

This... big.

I don't see how it can work.

Why not?

It'll be barrel heavy.

Well, of course it will if we build it like
HAARP, but we're not gonna do that.

How the hell do you forge
a piece of metal that long?

You don't, but you can forge it in sections.

What, and screw them together?

No, there's no machine in the world
that can do that, especially in the desert.

But you can flange it together.

How the hell do you do that?

Ah.

I don't know.

Control recoil?

Stop it buckling.

I don't know.

Gas leaks?

I don't know.

Christ, we've got problems.

Yeah, isn't it great? We have problems.

We are going where no man has gone before.

Why have we got problems?

We have got problems right up to our asses.

But guys,
this is gonna be one hell of a journey.

What do you think?

I think... we better fasten our seatbelts.

Thank you. Thank you, Miss Doom and Gloom.

Chris?

Well, I'm fine if we had a year.
We've got six months.

Six months? That's plenty of time.

Interesting man, Lawrence. I saw the movie.

He was crazy.

Well, you don't like him
because he helped the Arabs.

I didn't say I didn't like him.
I said he was crazy.

Well,
there had to be to have done what he did.

You don't have to be crazy to be a genius.
Was Mozart crazy? Rembrandt? Dickens?

That's Dickens?
I always thought he had a beard.

You thought he had a beard?

When he got old, he had a beard.

Like Disraeli.

That's Disraeli?

Is Jerry Bull crazy?

Jerry Bull is a fool.

Why are you tagging him?

Because he's working for the Iraqis.
What more do you need to know?

So what's he doing for them?

You don't know?

Nobody tells me anything.

He's been seen with Amir al-Maruf and
Hussein Hashim. Do you know who they are?

Iraq has them in my beef.

Maruf is in charge of Iraq's
chemical and ballistic missile program.

Hashim is Saddam Hussein's son-in-law.

You'd like to know what
he's doing for these people.

Well, just ease up on him, Yossi.

You must be joking.

I'm just passing it along. Let him be.

No, no, no.
First we find out what he's up to.

We know he's concerned
with factories in Italy, in

Germany, in Switzerland,
and even two here in England.

So he's building a gun.
What else could he be doing?

What kind of gun?

Well, keep me informed, will you?
Unofficially, of course.

What's in it for me?

Unofficially, of course.

I'll let you know what we know.

You just told me you don't know anything.

Well, I'll nose around,
see what I can pick up.

What is your nose, a vacuum cleaner?
If you pick up nothing, what?

Well, then I guess I'll
have to trade on friendship.

What friendship?

Yossi.

I thought you liked me.

What you think and what I
feel are two different things.

Well, make believe you like me.

You know, once, many years ago...

I went to see a psychic who told me I
had no propensity whatsoever for friendship.

So I became a spy.

Here's the harp. Here's the baby.

And here comes the super gun.

She's gonna go as high as the
torch on the Statue of Liberty.

Look at that. Look.

What a beautiful sight.

Let's make the barrel in, oh,
twenty-six sections, eh?

And we'll bolt them together with flanges.

Who are you thinking
of placing the order with?

Sheffield Forge, Master.

How about it?

Here in Brussels.

What reach?

Givin' it to Italy.

Yeah, good, good work, Chris.

Now all we have to do is
give them the bloody designs.

Yeah, no problem.

Merci.

Merci.

Ahem.

Okay, Christopher,
let's get rid of these, huh?

More supports than the Golden Gate Bridge.

There's no kind of
support that would hold this

weight,
so let's put it on the mountain slope.

Simple, right?

Next problem.

The computer trials show
that every time the gun fires,

there's a recoil load of 30,000 tons.

The goddamn thing would
twist like a snake in the wind.

But I got an idea, Christopher.

Imagine this is the gun recoiling.

Watch.

See?

Buffers to cushion the recoils.

Get it?

Now, look.

You see these cylinders?

Hydraulic.

High tensile steel alloy bearings.

They'll be the buffers.

Simple.

My guess is that we're gonna need two
pairs for the first section of the barrel.

Gonna be enormous.

Yeah, about 60 tons each.

But isn't that a great idea?

Genius works in mysterious ways.

Yes, it does.

And tell me how you know that.

Okay.

Now,
we still have the big problem left to solve.

Every time we fire the gun,
we damage the inside of its barrel.

The shell gouges out what?

Two inches of metal all around.

So, with that wear and tear, the gun
won't fire accurately more than once.

Well, listen,
it was always gonna be a problem, Jerry.

You knew this when you sold it to them.

Chris, we sold it to them.

We sold it.

Well, we had damn well better solve it.

Because if the Iraqis find out that we're
selling them a gun that only fires once,

well, they don't fool around.

All right, Christopher.

Let's see what we can do.

Doctor, count.

Two yeses in the barrel.

The largest ingot weighs 150 tons.

After it's been melted in the
90-ton electric arc furnace,

the molten metal is taken
to a vacuum degassing unit,

which is used to control the
levels of sulphur and gases.

Well, you know, we can't start our machining
until you've turned up your design.

Well, we are working on it.

It's the old problem of wear and
tear in the pipe, but we'll crack it.

One thing that puzzles me, if I may, Mr Coe,

I'm a bit puzzled about
the tolerances on the tubes.

They seem quite exceptionally high.

Yes, they are, aren't they?

The only specs that come
anywhere near these are...

are for gun barrels, correct?

Well... No, it's an understandable mistake,
but they're not.

They're for high-pressure oil production.

The Iraqis have a new kind of pumping
device, generates intense pressure.

They're keeping it to themselves, of course.

What with the breakdown
of OPEC and all that,

they don't want the Saudis
getting ahead of them in the

oil race,
that's why there's a very anxious getlist.

That's the Iraqi deputy
minister for oil and his deputy.

Could be a very big order.

Very big indeed.

I think perhaps we'd best keep
our skirts extra clean on this one.

Jolly good.

He has a perfectly normal contract.

What's the problem?

Look, forge masters have
sent these technical drawings

through the Department of...
Trade.

They passed it on to the Ministry of
Defence and they shovelled it over to us.

Here in MI6?

I should point out that the order was
placed through Dr. Gerald Bull's company.

Ah, the enterprising Dr. Bull.

Rather large for a gun barrel, though.

Now, another company, Walter Summers,

have been in touch with us as well.

They've had a similar
order for smaller pipes,

also from Bull, also for the Iraqis.

And they want to know if they'd
be breaking the embargo, is that it?

Naturally.

In fact, Summers have
offered to put a secret tracking

device in their pipes so
they can be traced in Iraq.

Have they now? Very public-spirited.

So what shall I tell Defence?

Well, I think I should tell
them not to worry, Richard.

And pass that message on
to the two other companies.

I mean, these contracts are
obviously for petrochemical tubes.

Good for exports, wouldn't you say?

Keep the factories open
in the time of recession.

What about customs?
Now, they can be difficult.

They wouldn't know,
a gun barrel from a sewage pipe.

They just need their stuff with me.

I'll deal with it.

No! I will not accept defeat.

We have a problem,
and we will solve that problem,

and we will solve it now.

How do we stop the wear
and tear on the bloody barrel?

Time, gentlemen... time.

The pub is closed.

Closed.

Jerry, it's past our bedtime.

Of course it's past your bedtime.

It's past any normal person's bedtime.

If you were normal,
you wouldn't be working for me.

Look, I want a solution.

We are working for Iraq,
gentlemen, not Switzerland.

These people won't listen to excuses.

We can't give them a
gun that fires only once.

How do we stop the barrel from
wearing out after one goddamn shot?

Come on.

You got an answer?

Or do you want to go to the bathroom?

How did the Germans do it?

With the Paris gun?

They replaced the barrel after 60 shots.

They sent it back to Krupp
and they got a new one.

I thought they just put a smaller
barrel inside the larger one.

Sure, they kept doing that
until it was down to a pistol.

Wait a minute.

Wait, hold on there.

A barrel inside a barrel.

But you can't keep doing that.

No, but you don't use another barrel.

You use a lining.

A protective lining.

Tough but pliable.

Protects the inside of the barrel.

Conducts the heat?

Yes, a condom.

A giant condom only inside instead of out.

Safe firing every time.

Yes, we got it.

We need a special valet, Chris.

That's your job, you find it.

I knew we'd come through.

I love it.

Notice the geese, Sir James.

In the old days,

they served to warn
people of coming danger.

They seem to have lost the knack.

I've been calling.

Have you now?

Left messages.

Sorry I never got them.

I must speak to my staff.

It's lucky you stumbled on me here.

Every now and then I get lucky.

Well, since you found me so accidentally.

What is it you were calling about?

Gerald Ball.

Gerald Ball? The gun maker?

He's working for the Iraqis.

Is he? First I've heard of it.

Who will that wretched man serve next?

We don't know exactly
what sort of gun he's making,

but it's obvious he's
contracted for something.

He's having parts built all over
Europe and getting them ready to ship.

So there's no problem, is there as yet?

Some are even being
built right here in England.

Really now?

We wondered how he was
planning to get around the embargo.

That would be naughty of him, wouldn't it?

Well, I shall certainly look into it.

I do appreciate your telling me.

Well, I do appreciate you looking into it,
Sir James.

We are a mutual appreciation society,
aren't we?

Well, that's how allies should be,
don't you think?

Well, I must keep moving,

lest the cold creep into one's bones.

You keep in touch.

I think he was lying.

He was lying.

MI6 knows all about Bull.

We told him. We gave him the pictures.

Two British companies are right
now designing his gun barrels.

Yes, Bull is making his super gun.

Taller than St. Paul's.

Bull's Cathedral.

He's been wanting to build that for years.

Why didn't you tell me this?

Tell you?

Bull is your client.

You know he's getting weapons.

You approve of it.

How could you not know?

I'm not in that loop.

No, you're operational.

If they tell you too much,
you might start thinking for yourself.

Doesn't this insult you?

I'm insulted every day.

You know what a gun like this will do in
the hands of a man like Saddam Hussein?

A man who has no trouble killing
his own people, let alone strangers?

And you want us to back off?

What's wrong with you?

What's wrong with your country?

What do we do about Bull?

You tell me.

Bull is a special kind of genius.

He has the infinite
capacity for causing pain.

He's not a bad guy.

No?

He does bad things.

And if we have to,

we'll have him killed.

I've told him by facts the baby
will test fire within three months.

Wait a minute.

You keep putting us in the shit, Jerry.

Three months? We cannot make three months.

Oh, I thought of a way.

Cutting the corners.

You clad it in pig iron,
you put the whole thing on rails.

The weight of the pig
iron will stop the buckling

and the recoil will be absorbed
by the gun running along the rails.

It's too bad that won't
work on the super gun.

Once you elevate a gun,
the rails are useless.

The baby's horizontal, so the rails work.

After all, we're only building the baby

on the super gun.

As for the recoil...

Sandbag. Cheap buffers.

Three months?

No problem.

Fine.

Iraq laid down their weapons today
and signed a UN brokered ceasefire.

Both sides may be exhausted,

but experts say Iraq has come out
of the fighting in a stronger position.

Iraqi forces captured a substantial amount

of weapons and land in
the last months of the war.

It's not clear

if anything Saddam may do next.

There are growing fears that with
this renewed military strength he may.

..

You say three months, Dr. Bull?

Absolutely. We'll be ready
to test-fire the baby Babylon.

Give or take a week.

Is there no chance of
getting it done sooner?

Well, excuse me,
but if anybody but Jerry were making this,

it'd be on the drawing
board five years from now.

I believe Dr. Bull can answer for himself.

Sorry.

Chris is right, General.

You know,

anybody else making this for
you would take twice the time.

Three months is not acceptable.

Well, it's right on schedule.

We are having an
international arms fair in

May,
in honour of our great leader's birthday.

We would like to have
the super gun on display.

Not the real thing,

but a tabletop model with films
of the baby test-firings to go with it.

You will make sure this is done.

Jesus, Duvall,
he's finally building his gun.

His dream gun.

It's bigger than anything we've ever seen.

It's a fucking super gun, for Christ's sake.

So?

Maybe you don't give a shit.

Maybe we want him to have it,

and so do the Brits, but I'm telling you,
the Israelis will fucking kill him.

You were supposed to talk to the Israelis.

I talked, they listened, nothing changed.

Try talking again, Price.

Use your big mouth, you're good at that.

Which fucking young Republican
club did they get you from?

Ohio? Nebraska? Use your brain for a minute.

Give Saddam that gun,
he'll hijack the whole Middle East.

He's a gangster, and don't tell me
that's okay because he's our gangster.

I've heard that shit before, and it stinks!

You do your job.

We can't afford to let Saddam Hussein

have Gerald Bull's super gun.

Our orders are to leave Bull alone.

We can't leave him alone!

What a fucking step, you hear me?

We have a game plan for the Middle East,

and Saddam's part of it,
trade-wise and every other way.

What, do you want those
crazy mullahs running the world?

You know what oil means, Price?

Cheap oil? We need Saddam Hussein.

He's on our side.

So you be a good soldier here,
or you're through.

You understand me? I mean that.

You break ranks on this one,

and you won't just end
up back behind a desk.

I will personally see to it you
end up in a federal penitentiary.

And it wasn't Ohio or Nebraska.

It was Indiana.

Oh, well, that makes sense.

You left this on purpose, didn't you?

Jerry, he's disgusting.

Doesn't that bother you?

Yes, it bothers me. I wish
I was working for Mother

Teresa,
but she doesn't need any guns at the moment.

Don't you?

That's what I do. Some of the
people who buy them are not angels.

Do they have to be like him?

Look, I'm not alone on this.

America, France, you know how many
Mirage fighters the French sold them?

What about the British, huh?

You know, the SAS trained the
Iraqi special services, for God's sake.

I just make the gun. I don't fire it.

Oh, Jerry, please.

I play by the rules. I'm not responsible.

We are all responsible.

For each other.

Didn't the Jesuits teach you that?

No, you care too much.

You care.

It's not about me.

I'm a lot of maniacal son of a bitch,
darling.

I care about nothing but myself.

Hello, Jerry.

It's all right, darling.

Just wait in the bedroom for me, would you?

But who is... It's all
right. I won't be long.

Make yourself at home.

Thank you.

What do you want, Yossi?

Did you like the glasses?

I'm tired.

I just got off a plane.

Don't take such long trips.

I have a business to run.

Everybody has a business to run.

You work for very dangerous people.

Why are you so desperate, Jerry?

Is it the money? The excitement?

Get out of here.

You are a fool.

What you are doing can
set fire to half the world.

I don't have to listen to you.

I'm doing you a favour, Jerry,

because you helped us.

We protect the Golan
Heights with your shells,

but we will not allow Saddam
Hussein to use those same shells,

fill them with anthrax germs,

and drop them on our country.

Is that clear enough?

That's between you and him.

Right now, it's between you and me.

But you are not willing to run
abroad or could work for Hitler

and then hide in the United States.

There will be no place for you to hide.

Everybody knows what you're up to, Jerry.

Really?

How come they're not after me?

Because they don't believe you can do it.

We do.

We know what you are capable of.

We will protect you, Jerry.

Like the Americans?

I don't trust you, Yossi.

I don't trust them,
and I don't trust you.

Then pull out.

Or else?

I don't trust them,

Are you so anxious to die?

No.

I'm not anxious to die,
but I would like it

maybe if you understood me a little better.

You think I'm some kind of idiot
genius who wants to be immortal, hmm?

I know I'm going to die just like you.

I just want to be remembered.

Thank you for the drink, Jerry.

Apologize to the lady.

I hope I didn't ruin her evening.

I'm sorry.

You don't want to be remembered for this,
Jerry.

Yossi,

you're just a spy.

You're not going to be
remembered for anything.

And you think you're dying for a dream?

Your gun will not be built.

This I promise you.

Whittington.

Tell me, what news of Baldwin?

Well, he's made contact as we speak, yeah.

Well, keep me informed.

Yes, I'll get back to you, sir.

Yes, the Israelis.

Yes, they would be the ones, wouldn't they?

At this stage, anyway.

Well, I'll have a word with them, shall I?

Oh, we can be rather persuasive.

You just get on with your
work and I'll sort this out.

And by the way, thanks for the latest info.

That sounds impressive,
that bunker over there.

I'll try to get you more
next time I'm there.

And don't worry about the Israelis.

They're stubborn buggers.

But we have our ways.

Take care. Goodbye.

Bye.

The Israelis are getting heavy.

Will they listen to us?

Of course not.

It's not even worth talking to them.

No point in telling that to poor Bull.

That silly gun,
it probably won't work anyway.

It's much too big.

It's another Iraqi fantasy.

Good for business, Richard.

It's very good for business.

Will you lock up?

Good night.

Good night.

Who was that man?

I worked for him once.

How did he get in?

I left word for the concierge to let him in.

I'm afraid I forgot all about it.

I'm sorry, darling.

Frightened you.

It won't happen again, I promise.

I haven't seen you before, you know.

Yes, Dr. Bull.

Today's my first day.

Look, somebody's not in the ball here.

Don't call me Dr. Bull.

Just call me Jerry.

What's your name?

Marie.

Hello.

What have they got you doing?

Oh, I'm just a secretary.

Nobody's just anything in my organization.

Everybody's important.

We're family.

That's a very lovely sentiment.

Anything I can do, let me know, okay?

Okay.

The test firing is just around the corner.

We cannot... Look, I repeat this.

We cannot be late.

Jesus Christ,
do I have to spell it out for you?

What the fuck is holding up forge masters?

They're working as fast as they can.

Well, get on them, Chris.
Tell them to do it faster.

Tell them to do it harder.
Whatever you gotta tell them.

Look, tell them they won't
get paid if they don't deliver.

Hey, Paul, what about the Italians?

I'm getting on.

I got an idea. Why don't we just offer them
a big fat bonus if they deliver on time?

It's not in the budget for bonuses.

It's not in the estimate, Jerry.

The margin of profit is slim enough...
I don't want to hear about profit, Chris.

Come on, don't talk to me about profit.
You're an engineer.

You're not an accountant.
You shouldn't care about that.

Jesus Christ, why do I have
to say this over and over again?

We're trying to make a work of art here.

Doesn't anybody understand that?

Look, you know the Italians.
They're so interested in art.

Tell them to get the
lead out of their pants.

Now, come on, guys.
You're my team. Do it. Do it.

Do it, because I'm taller than all of you.

This is an Iraqi military aircraft...

carrying barrel sections for
the Baby Babylon prototype...

taking off from Manchester airport.

Here.

This is Belgian propellant going
legally to the Jordanian army...

except Jordanian artillery
doesn't use this kind of propellant.

Please, don't drip on the photographs.

It's not me dripping. It's the ketchup.

You have to bring it to this place.

You've got to pick the last two.

He's about to test this baby gun,
which can incidentally hit Tel Aviv.

And I have to sit here and watch
you make jokes and feed your face.

What do you want me to say, Yossi?
I'm under orders.

From a fool. From a dangerous fool.

Orders are orders. My hands are tied.

Bryce, I need your help.

I have to know how close is he.

I have to know who's
financing his operation.

Saddam Hussein.

It's not Saddam Hussein.

Saddam Hussein is busy
bankrupting his own country.

It's somebody else who's financing him.

But we don't know who.

I have a lot of questions.

I have no answers.

We need someone on the inside, Bryce.

Oh, Bryce,
you're one devious son of a bitch.

Easy with the propellant.

You steady.

Tickets.

Check as it goes in.
Check as it goes in. Check as it goes in.

Just one more.

Okay, off you go.

Okay, Chris?

Yep.

Are there problems?

No.

Little work.

Of course,
if the test should fail... It won't fail.

So let's do it.

Hum Tjalla HaVak!

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Did I do it once?

No I'm gonna do it again.

The baby's finished.

The big gun is almost finished,
but they make

a few changes based
on the baby's test firing.

How long till the big one's operation?

That I don't know. I'll get what I can, Jim.

Anyone suspicious?

I don't think so. He
treats everyone like family.

Makes him a bit... how
do you say? Gullible?

Oh, by the way, their latest payment
to Bull. You know, that letter of credit?

On the Italian bank?

It seems the guarantee is from
one of its American branches.

They have branches in America?

This one is in Atlanta, Georgia.

Now why would they be doing that?

Dear hot duck, he commanded
the breach party on the Paris gun.

What an honour that
must have been.

Jerry, it's too cold to eat out here.

Nonsense.
Think how cold it is under the stones.

Also,
I think it's sacrilegious to eat out here.

I don't want to sit on somebody's grave.

Why do you like to come?

Oh,
I don't know. I connect here with these

men,
with their history. I want to carry it on.

I want the super gun to be up
where it belongs in the annals of war.

It's my mission.
And I'll die happy.

And then I want you to sit on my grave, eat
roast chicken, and drink a good red wine.

Oh, darling, don't be so morbid.

I'm not. I'm not being morbid.
I'm happy. I'm celebrating.

We're unveiling the super gun at the arms
fair next week. I'm going to make history.

And then I want to just fade away.

Man comes and tills
the field and lies beneath.

Tennyson.

For you, Gerhard.

Cheers.

Ah, old Irish custom.

Well, I'm sorry. You just have
to speed it up. I mean, I know

you've been pushing on this.
You simply have to push harder.

Why, the almighty hurry.

Well,
you don't know these people.

I mean, they're not likers.
They get fixated about things.

I mean, if they don't get their way,
they raise hell.

And frankly, it wouldn't surprise
me if they stopped paper.

I guess oil's pretty important to them,
isn't it?

Making all this fuss over just a pipeline.

Yes, it is.

They know, Gerry. I can feel it.

Too many people know. And
all customs needs is a sniff.

Yes, I know the paperwork's in order.

Yes, but clearance may not be enough,
Gerry. Customs gets a bug up their arse.

They tell the Department of Trade
and Industry, we're dead in the water.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. I'll be back tonight.

Relax? What do you mean, relax? I can't
relax. You know what they can do to us.

Your ticket to Baghdad, Chris. Also,
hotel reservation passes to the arms family.

Well, I won't, um...
I won't be going, Monique. I'm...

Well, leave me. I've had enough.

How can you quit?
You're part of the team. He needs you.

That's why I'm not getting killed for him.

You're talking nonsense.
No one's getting killed.

What he's doing is very,
very risky. In fact, it's

bloody dangerous. This
arms fair is too exposed.

You've been to arms fairs before.

No, not like this one. There's
never been one like this before.

Not ever, not anywhere. It's bigger,
it's more advanced. It's different.

They'll be coming from all over the world,
and the stars are gonna be Gerry Bull.

And the super gun.

What's wrong with that?

It's too damn public.

It's his dream, Chris.

Yes, well, it's not mine.

Delivery dates, uh, when could you do that?

As soon as possible.

Laser ring finding. Integrated fire
control systems with on-board computer.

Fully automatic stabilization.

And everything else you would
expect in a modern main battle tank.

First-round hit-and-kill capability.

Harpoon weighs just over 1,500 pounds.

This is what it can do to a QF-102 target.

A British company, a matrix chair chair,
day or night, in any kind of weather.

Harpoon could be fired from sight.

It was a British company.
It is no longer British.

We have over 70,000... The
ground rudders are open fully.

The prices, F will be any US flying point.

You need a smart bomb?

Yes.

We got a whole range on display.

I'm sliding one at a time.

You're our leader.

Lead me.

It's propellant, it's cheaper,
it's easier, it's guided.

A natural site for the supergun
has been found where it

can be inclined to the fixed
elevation of 45 degrees.

The optimum angle for its
firing range of 15,000 feet.

Boy, I love the look on their faces.

Wow.

Half disbelief and half,
how do we lay our hands on this?

May we talk for one moment of the disbelief?

Hey,
they all laughed at Christopher Columbus.

We still do not know how the gun will fire.

Well, we tested the prototype,
the baby, 100% success.

When fired horizontally, correct.

But to be sure,
to be absolutely positive, we need

to test fire the prototype
at an angle of 45 degrees.

With a proper shell.

That's unnecessary.

I'm told necessary.

Well, I don't know who told you that,
but I know my guns.

The baby tested successfully,
that means the supergun's ready to go.

I'm sorry, Jerry, but we must
fire the prototype at 45 degrees.

You want the baby operational?

What we want, Dr. Bull, is for you
to test fire the gun at 45 degrees.

Yeah, well, that means a lot more work.

I can't do that alone.

I need Dr. Cowley.

He's not with me anymore.

You can't get him back?

Can't.

He's a funny guy, Chris.

Goes his own way.

Is he reliable?

Oh, 100%.

You know, we wouldn't have gotten
this job done so quick without him.

But can he be trusted?

Not to divulge what he knows
about our weapons program.

Chris?

Absolutely.

He's a pro.

It would be no problem,
Dr. Bull, to take care of him.

Ah, that's okay.

I've already given him a bonus.

Oh.

You mean take care of him.

I do not believe in taking chances,

Dr. Bull,
if a matter can be resolved simply.

Please, really, don't think about that.

Chris Cowley is just 100% great.

You know, you people really know
how to scare the shit out of a guy.

Just with a look.

That's a real talent.

I wish I had it.

I can't even scare my secretary.

Think you could teach it to me?

Oh, well, what do you know?

All finished.

Really gotta fix that.

After all, I have a lot to drink to.

The baby at 45 degrees.

If you'll excuse me, gentlemen.

Get me a shoulder bag, will you?

Make sure it's not leather.

It's too heavy.

Get me a canvas or one
of those plastic things.

I'm sick of them.

Holding me up at the airport and
telling me my bag has been mislaid.

I know what they're doing.

I think I'm some kind of a fool.

They're searching it.

What is this about somebody
getting into the computer?

I'm not sure.

I think it's just some
crazy hacker from outside.

Well, change the code.

I'll get on it tomorrow.

No.

Don't do it tomorrow.

Do it now.

Change the code.

Do I have to think of everything?

Will you change the fucking code?

Yes, Jerry.

It would be nice if you and
Sophie got away for a bit.

I can't.

Not till I finish the super gun.

Baby's finished.

Now it's the big one.

Full speed ahead.

Well, the sooner the better.

Monique?

Yes?

Telephone.

Oh, never mind.

I'll get it.

Hello.

Who is this?

Look down the street.

Why should I?

Just look.

Yes, I'm here.

That could be you, Dr. Bull.

Naturally, I'll talk to the Israelis.

I gave you my word, didn't I?

Are you certain that's who this is?

Of course, I'm sure.

It's just their kind of thing.

Look, you've got to help me.

I'm doing my best.

I've come through for you people.

All that stuff I've been sending you,
you've got to come through for me.

It's another two-way street,
wouldn't you say?

You mean in all fairness?

After all, who saw that a few heads
turn the other way when you're...

What were they again?

Oil pipes?

They were oil pipes that went through,
weren't they?

Listen, don't you play games with me.

I have been loyal to your people.

No questions asked.

That's the two-way street.

Loyalty.

I need protection.

Well, my advice is that you
go and see the Americans.

You have a friend there, don't you?

I have a friend there.

Price, isn't it?

They're rather more influenced
by the Jews than we seem to have.

And they're the ones who really owe you,
aren't they now?

Absolutely.

Not to worry.

Yes.

Bull's coming here.

I want to see him alone.

You're lucky I'll let you see him at all.

Remember, your job is to sell him.
You think you can do that?

Yeah, you don't mean sell him.
You mean sell him out.

I mean do your job, Price.

You look terrible.

Well, you were two of them.
I said we're out to get you.

Well, everybody's out to get you, Jerry.
You've become a regular pain in the ass.

What is it about you and
trouble? You go looking

for it or you come
knocking at your door?

I didn't come here for a lecture, Jim.
I'm willing to trade.

Something for something. You got a drink?

Yeah.

Gatorade?

What is that, a joke?

Oh, I'm sorry.

You're right. This is no time for jokes.

You are in deep shit, Jerry,
but don't worry. We'll take care of you.

Like you did the last time?

No, this is different. And it's not because
we suddenly develop hearts of gold.

We need you doing what you're doing.
Like the man said, it's in our interests.

How are you going to do this?

We have a deal with the Israelis.

Oh, Joe.

And the Iranians.

There are moves going on there, Jerry. You
wouldn't believe. You don't want to believe.

The Syrians are coming around. The
pot is cooking, Jerry, and it's our recipe.

We can protect you on this one.

You know what, Jim?

What, Jerry?

You're full of shit.

You know what, Jerry?

What?

You got a choice.

I just want to finish my gun.
I don't care if they kill me.

No one is going to kill you, Jerry.

Geez, I wish I could believe you.

Well, if wishes were horses.

Yeah, yeah. Beggars would riot.

Well, you're no beggar,
Jerry. You're a scientist.

A great scientist. You're going
to live to see your monument.

I thought you came in.

I hope you're being smart on this one,
Jerry. You're an idiot about money.

I hope the Iraqis don't try to screw you.

But the checks are certified.

Through the Italian bank they work with,
right?

Yes.

Did you know that bank
has a branch in Atlanta?

Yes, I do.
They're the ones guaranteeing the money.

Well, keep your sunny side up,
Jerry.

Everything's copacetic.
I'll speak to you soon.

Congratulations.

Thanks. When do I get the pieces of silver?

It's not Jesus Christ.

Duval.

What's a bank in Atlanta
got to do with a bank in

Italy that's fronting for
the State Bank of Iraq?

I'm not in the banking business,
Price, and neither are you.

You don't know anything about this?

What I know is that you struck
out with the Israelis, right?

You don't find it peculiar
that an American...

Is something the
matter with your ears?

Are you hearing impaired?
That bank is none of your concern.

You know about this.

I want to meet with the Israelis. You
weren't able to call them off, so I will.

You want to bet?

Don't push me, Price.

I just thought maybe you'd like to
put your money where your mouth is.

Set up a meeting.

I don't have a lot of time, Colonel,
so I'll get right to the point.

We want you to lay off Dr. Bull.

And you will guarantee that the
super gun will not be finished?

No. We won't guarantee that.

But we will promise you that it
won't be used against your country.

Really? And how do you guarantee that?

We have some pull with Baghdad.

You have some influence with Baghdad.

And with this piece of information,
the whole world will sleep better tonight.

You snap your fingers and
Saddam Hussein lies on his back.

with his four paws up in the air.

You're supplying him with everything
in the world, from missiles to toilet paper.

And I guarantee you
that he will use them all,

whether you like it or not,
including the super gun.

And we both know which side
your bread's buttered on, Colonel.

So I suggest you let us
worry about the details.

You think we're the only ones who want Bull?

What happens when the Iranians find
out that that gun can also point to Tehran?

Or the Syrians to Damascus?

Or the British discover that
they don't want the whole

world knowing that they
helped him stop the embargo?

Or that you decide you
don't need him anymore?

That's our business.

Come on, Colonel.

You know how the game is played.

You're a little country and we're a big one.

So you listen to us and
you will continue to...

You're a big country and we're a small one,
like Vietnam was a small country.

You leave Vietnam out of this.

Another small, insignificant country.

I am warning you.

You're threatening me.

Listen, boys, can we start all over again?

Let me tell you what you
can do with your threats.

You can put them in the
same place Saddam Hussein

puts the toilet paper you
so graciously sent him.

Well, fuck you too, Colonel.

Oh, that's what I like, diplomacy.

Stop the car, I'm out of here.

Stop the fucking car!

I'll see you at the office, Price.

I lost my temper.

You don't do anything without a reason.

He'll take it out on you.

I can handle him.

So what will you do now?

You know the expression money talks?

I'm gonna see what it has to say.

Follow the gold brick road.

That's, uh, yellow, Yassine.

Yellow brick road.

Yellow gold as long as you get there.

I have an appointment with Mr. Mackler.

Why, you must be Mr. Price.

Do come in.

Follow me.

Mr. Mackler's waiting for you.

Mr. Price.

Delighted to meet you.

I'm Hugh Mackler.

Hi.

You certainly come with a hell
of a recommendation, old boy.

Deserved or undeserved?

Well, it depends on what they said about me.

They said that you're loyal,
trustworthy, and disobedient.

Oh, Bridget, thank you.

Our mutual friend says this
concerns some confidential

matter between me and
the American government.

I don't know what could
be called confidential.

It's a customs matter, Mr. Mackler.

You recently shipped some
Bell helicopters out of Miami.

Is that correct?

I am a legal arms dealer, old boy.

The manifest states they
were sold to a Swiss company.

To be used as agricultural sprayers.

Yeah, but these so-called sprayers
didn't remain in Switzerland long.

They didn't?

They were fixed up with Sidewinder missiles,

given an end-user certificate out of Jordan,
and trans-shipped to Iraq.

You're telling me that
what I did was illegal?

What do you know about
the Italian Banca Nazionale

del Lavoro with a branch in Atlanta,
Georgia?

Everybody knows if you deal with Iraq,
you deal with BNL.

The Iraqis don't have credit,

so BNL underwrites their payments,
billions of dollars of it.

But the Atlanta branch can't
manage all that money by itself.

It has to have supports, guarantees.

Like what? What kind of support?

American government loans.

From where? What branch of government?

Your Department of Agriculture.

Funds intended for other purposes.

What other purposes?

Humanitarian.

Humanitarian shipments to Iraq.

Saddam Hussein borrows money

from BNL Atlanta and
buys them for his people.

But these shipments never get to Iraq.

Opal Saddam re-routes them at
sea and sells them to other countries.

They pay him by making deposits
into Iraqi accounts in Europe.

And this money goes to buy arms?

It's called a scam, old boy.

Paid for by generous Americans.

American taxpayers.

Humanitarian purposes, Duvall.

Humanitarian. Do you like that word?

You've probably never heard it before,
right?

Food, medicine, clothing.

That son of a bitch is
selling it for Christ's sake.

Cool it, Price.

I'm laundering money for
the goddamn bank in Atlanta

and then turning around and buying arms
with it, courtesy of the American taxpayer.

I said cool it.

I want to know whose operation this is.

You want to know? Yes.

You want to know?

Who the fuck do you think you are?

You've got a right to know.

You know what, Price?

Whatever this is,
it's none of your business.

Whose business is it?

Not yours.

Well, we kissed the ass of this murderer.

We take money from starving
kids and you want me to...

Come on, you're breaking my heart here.

What, are you getting holy on me?

You suddenly got religion?

I know where you've been, Price.

Nicaragua? Angola?

Don't talk to me like you
just popped out of the shell.

This one stinks, Duvall.

Well, try holding your nose.

I'm sure you've done that before.

It's policy.

Whose policy?

Cowboys like you running the show?

You doling out little goodies?

Or does it stink from
the head like a dead fish?

I want to know who's responsible.

I've got a right to know.

You know what, Price?

You're in the wrong business.

Well, you've got no future here.

As a matter of fact,
you don't even have a present.

You're off this case.

You stay away, far away.

Or I swear to God, your ass is grass.

Clear?

I knew you'd forget to take them.

I just took the bloody things.

Four hours ago.

You're supposed to take
them every four hours.

You're in such a state,
you can tell four hours from four days.

You're not supposed to take them with booze.

Yes, Doctor.

I said it's fine.

What are you so uptight about, Jerry?

The baby will work out at 45 degrees.

You showed that on the computer.

The super gun ready to ship.

You're home free.

Why are they holding up the money?

It's three weeks overdue.

Did you fax Maruf again?

He said what he said before.

You promised him calculation
on their missile program.

What's that got to do with the super gun?

You promised, Jerry.

Well, so did he.

I deliver the super, he pays.

That's our deal. He owes us that money.

You promised too much, Jerry.

You promised everyone everything.

And it always gets you in trouble.

Just get out.

Take your damn pills with you.

They are not my pills.

They're your pills.

And I hope...

you choke on them.

Morning, Bobby.

Morning, boss.

Take this.

What do you got in here?

My life.

That full?

Yes.

Would you like to check in your bag, sir?

No, I won't be checking my bag.

I'll be taking it with me on the plane.

Please don't tell me it's too big.

I take it with me everywhere I go.

And I'll be happy to
take it to another airline.

I'm sure it will be perfectly all right,
sir.

Thank you.

Now, Jerry.

You should be kind to the servant class.

Hello, Jim.

Did you come to see me off?

No, I've come to stop you.

Stop me?

Why the flip-flop?

I'm off the case.

I'm just here as a friend.

Really?

And I'm just going to
throw up on my passport.

Don't go, Jerry.

Don't finish the goddamn gun.

Did you come all the way
from London just to tell me that?

I'm really touched.

Jim, since you're off the case,

are you going to put this
trip on your expense again?

I don't want to see you get killed.

I'm not going to die.

As a matter of fact,
I just decided I'm going to live forever.

There's still time to stop it.

I've got to make my plane.

I've got to meet my destiny.

Wait a minute.

Jerry, now listen to me.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

If I go to customs and I get it stopped,

then it's not your fault, right?

Nobody's going to blame you.

You're in the clear.

We can't blame you, not the Iraqis.

You're still the expert,
the best in the world, right?

Right.

And I've got to do what I do best.

Just don't work for murderers.

Name me a country that isn't a murderer.

What is it with you and
this goddamn destiny?

You think you're a holy fool?

No.

I think you're a fool.

Tell me why you should go to customs, huh?

What makes you think that
customs is going to listen to you?

No, as a matter of fact, they are.

And the next thing you know,
you're going to be out on your ass

and you're going to
be lucky if that's all it is.

You don't know what
you're dealing with here.

These people are not your friends.

You don't have friends.

When you're in this deep, you know too much.

You're interfering with big business.

You're interfering with money.

...with money,
with power, with policy.

You're going to be lucky if
they don't squash you like a bug.

I'll do it, Jerry.

Yeah,
I'm sure you will. I hear you're the kind

of guy that doesn't like
to take orders either.

Birds of a feather.

Exactly. So don't waste your time
on me and don't ruin your health.

No one is going to stop me.
I'm going to fire the super gun.

I ought to shoot you myself.
Save everyone the trouble.

Come on, Jim. Don't worry. They're not
going to catch me. I'm the gingerbread man.

You're lucky this apartment has come up,
gentlemen. It has a magnificent view.

We want to redecorate, of course.
No problem, is there?

No, none at all. Just arrange with the
concierge when your people are coming

in. Painters, furniture movers,
whatever. You'll find her most cooperative.

There's an American named Price. CIA,
of course.

It seems that Bull also was in
regular contact with British MI6.

The prototype.

Is it ready for firing?

Yes.

And the super gun?

We're waiting for the last
eight sections of the barrel.

Good. We'll deal with this later.

Prepare to fire. Grid reference.
Target zone 531910.

100 miles. Impressive.

And this is the baby. Wait until
the big one. It goes ten times as far.

That's what this is all about,
General, isn't it? For both of us.

The super gun.

Sight clear. Low altitude wind 292 degrees
at 10 miles. Temperature 27 degrees. Steady.

VHF and UHF links okay.

VHF links okay.

G telemetry okay.

G telemetry okay.

Charge established and on standby.

Charge earthed.

High speed camera operational.

Breach locked. Safety off.

Ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

Fire.

Congratulations, Jerry.

Just wait until it hits the target.

Passing checkpoint 1.

Well, it's a little stuffy down here.
I'm going to wait outside.

One hundred miles.
Right on target. Trust me next time.

So they fired it? Of course.

And now they go on to the big one,
and that too will work? Of course.

Then I say take a bull out now. No, no, no,
no. There are still things to be learned.

He smashes this again,
I'll take him out myself.

You'll do what you're told,
when you're told.

And don't worry, it'll happen anyway.
The Iranians?

Or his employers?

The Iraqis? Why?

He knows too much. And in Iraq, only
Saddam Hussein is allowed to know too much.

No,
a bull is an embarrassment to the British

government,
and who knows what they might do.

They say nothing of the Syrians,
and of the Saudis, or even America.

No, our Dr. Bull has very few friends.

Hey, come on.

You should hear this.

I feel happy. You're nearly there.

Well, it's been a hell of a journey.
Started when I was twelve.

Jerry!

Can't cook dinner for your
love and not give her bread.

How did I ever get along without you?

Not very well.

Thanks.

He's waiting for you.

Thanks.

Bye.

The things they were making,
these enormous pipes,

one meter wide,
were totally otherwise described.

And at no time did
they apply for an export

license for a gun or
other military equipment.

Had they done so,
it would have been refused.

It is their duty to apply if they're
exporting something that needs a license.

Mr.
Speaker, that is the most devious evasion.

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

We did not enhance his nuclear,
biological, or chemical weapon capability.

A charge recklessly
made in this political year.

This is a bigger cover-up than
the Watergate scandal ever was.

It involves the biggest bank
fraud in the history of this country.

We were sure and we are sure
that they are not for military use.

I don't think to lose at all.