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[Gentle ambient music playing]

[grim, dramatic music playing]

[tense, suspenseful music playing]

[instructor] Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! Move it!

Up that rope!

Move it! Faster, faster!

Go, go, go!

[All grunting]

[blows thudding]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[music ends][groaning]

Nice work.

At ease, Major.

You've won.

[Ominous music playing]

[groaning]

Never let your guard down, Major,

even when you think you've won.

[Tense, dramatic music playing]

[man] On behalf of President Bosik and myself,

we are pleased to be here today to announce

that we intend to sign an agreement,

which will make Astovia energy independent,

while providing clean oil and gas for us

here at home in America.

Hi, Uncle Sam. - Hey.

[People chattering][mellow rock music playing]

That looked like it hurt.

It did.

He's a good teacher.

Hm.

I ran into your old buddy Tobias Masters

at the general's retirement party.

Mm, good old Toby.

He's quite proud of the JSOC designation.

Yeah? Good for Toby.

I'm proud to be in MARSOC.

It's good enough for me.

You should be proud,

being one of the first women selected

for Marine Corps Special Operations.

It's no easy task.

Incidentally, the general told me,

off the record, of course,

that the JSOC selection, it should've been you.

If you tell anyone that, I'll disown you, okay?

I'm in your will?

Yeah, got a couple ex-wives

that are hopin' for a mention, but...

Mm-hmm.

But you are my favorite niece.

I am your only niece.

[Both laugh]

You are my only anything at this point, Allison.

Yeah, you too.

[President on TV] It is important to usher nations

that are behind the United States in progress

into the new world.

It's incredibly important

to give them the measures they need.

So... still a big fan of this president?

Don't even get me started, Uncle Sam.

You know how I feel about this guy.

Tell me why you hate him so much.

I don't hate him.

I just... I don't think he deserves to be where he's at.

The guy's had everything in his life

handed to him on a silver platter,

and yet preaches this campaign of hard work and discipline?

Yeah, sure, I bet life's pretty easy

when you've got a safety net

like Dallas Edwards was born into,

all money and connections.

Put that guy in the real world,

he wouldn't get elected dog catcher.

Well, the Falcon I know is not the man you think he is.

Falcon?

Falcon's codename for the president.

Okay, well, call him whatever you want, Uncle Sam.

The man is soft.

[Laughing]

I'd tell him to his face.

Really? - Hell yeah.

You might just be doing that.

Sure.

You ready to come work for Uncle Sam?

I already work for Uncle Sam.

Not in the military.

I meant me,

this Uncle Sam, Waitman.

Secret Service?

We are looking for someone with your exact training,

and you are, by far, everyone's favorite choice.

The answer is either yes... or no.

[Gentle dramatic music playing, slowly building]

Hell yes.

[Dramatic music playing]

[music fades]

What's on your mind?

I'm just thinking how

what makes the greats great is how they handle pressure.

Lincoln was under pressure his entire presidency,

the fate of the country on his shoulders.

FDR was elected in the middle of a depression,

then had to navigate the world at war.

And Washington, he navigated war,

navigated peace,

then just stepped away from power

when he could've simply kept it.

[Chuckling]

You act like you've never been here before.

I mean, how many summertime vacations did you take with me?

How many times did I take you

to the top of the Washington Monument?

Well, that's different. That's just vacation.

Oh.

Now, I live here.

So first day in Secret Service.

What am I doing?

How do you feel about coffee?

[Dramatic music playing]

We've gone over this time and time again, okay?

He's got his heels dug in on this one.

Mark, you and I both know

this is going to be disastrous

for our partners in the region,

not to mention a public relations nightmare!

You know the president's position.

But hey-- - Gentlemen.

Mr. President. - I'm sorry, Mr. President,

he insisted on talking to you.

[Indistinct chatter]

...Mr. President, is this really what you want to do?

Especially when Congress...Okay.

Doughnut patrol?

Yes, sir.

Everybody's gotta start somewhere.

Yup.

By supporting President Bosik,

we're helping to create political stability

in a very important corner of the world.

Eastern European cartels have used the Astovian oil fields

as a piggy bank, funding terrorism, narcotics,

trafficking-- Anything and everything.

So no matter which way you look at it,

it's the right thing to do.

Regarding the cartels, sir.

Sir. - You've seen the daily briefings.

All the back channel threats against the United States,

against you, sir.

Since when has the United States been afraid

of this cartel, or any other, Mr. Jones?

[People chattering]

What's the deal with all that? Doesn't sound like

everyone agrees with the president.

We don't do politics. We do protection.

Good morning, Mr. President. - Yes, sir.

Good morning, Madam Vice President.

What about the promises we made to our voters?

They expect us to do things differently.

Nothing has changed.

Big picture, everyone.

But Mr. President, are you really looking

to take on Congress this early in your first term?

Did you hear the president?

You may not like it,

but you goddamn well better get behind it.

As you no doubt already know,

today's agenda has Falcon doing a political photo op

in the press room,

followed by an event in the Rose Garden.

Agent strategic positioning and details to follow.

Stay alert, stay ready. Any questions?

[Dramatic music playing]

Doughnut duty, huh?

Looks good on you, Miles.

So... what do you think of our president?

I think he's the president.

Come on.

I know about what happened with that, uh,

senator's nephew and you.

Somebody who didn't deserve it

got everything handed to him,

just like Edwards.

I mean, the guy was born into money.

He got preferential treatment everywhere he went,

and, don't say anything,

but when his wife died,

he played the sympathy card to get elected.

[Scoffing]

Wow.

We serve the chair, not the man.

You sound like your uncle.

She sounds like somebody who understands her job.

You know, in the future you would do well

to keep your opinions to yourself, Agent Richards.

Yes, sir.

[Sam] All right, let's go, move.

Move out.

[People chattering]

[scoffs softly]

Good job keeping your mouth shut.

When he gave you the opportunity to say how you feel--

Look, what I said at the bar was between us.

This is my job.

Well, technically, right now, I think doughnut duty is my job.

Don't worry about doughnut patrol.

It's something we do for rookies.

Usually, there's a guy from commissary

who handles the doughnuts and coffee.

They do that to see if you complain.

Complainers don't last long.

And I didn't complain.

Now, leave that be, I already called.

Somebody from commissary is gonna come pick that up.

Uncle Sam, I told you, I don't want special treatment.

I got this. - Allison,

you're not getting any special treatment.

I need you to go home, pack your stuff,

and get some sleep, okay?

I need you fresh tomorrow. - What happens tomorrow?

One of my agents called in sick,

so I need you on the team.

You're on Air Force One.

[Bright, dramatic music playing]

[tense music playing]

[helicopter rotor thumping]

[man] We need the trucks. Bring the trucks out quickly.

Come on. Let's go! Where are they?

We've been waiting for an hour!

When the general says that we go, we go.

Come, follow me this way. Hurry.

We will, together, produce

clean, efficient oil and gas for both of our nations

in the safest way possible.

And to consummate our joint agreement,

and as a show of respect

and support for President Bosik,

we will be meeting in Astovia

for the signing of this historic deal.

Mr. President.

Thank you, Mr. President.

I'd like to say that the-- [TV turns off]

Toma Hasak, a man I once counted as a friend,

and very intelligent person.

Why would you think that I would ever allow you

to broker a deal with Americans for our oil?

[Muffled speaking]

What do I always say, Bahrudin?

"It's all about oil."

Yeah, it's all about the oil.

Oil that, thanks to the deal you helped arrange,

will now flow into American hands instead of mine.

[Toma mumbling]

How much did they pay you?

[Muffled] They didn't pay me, they didn't--

You and this puppet president of ours,

you both sold out our country!

No, no, we didn't--

What? What you say?

I'm not a traitor, I'm not a traitor!

I'm not hearing you. - I'm not a traitor!

Take off this tape that I can hear him.

[Ripping]

What?

I love my country. - You love your country?

[Laughing]

It's funny way how you show it, huh?

But I do! I never steal a cent.

This deal... this deal will be good for us,

if only you give it a chance.

[Azem] You are a fool if you believe that,

a fool who betrayed his own people.

Shoot this idiot.

[Toma] No!

No, don't!

This is great for both of our nations,

and we, uh, will work--

[Crackling]

[dramatic music playing]

President Edwards is right about one thing.

Tomorrow's going to be historic.

[Siren wailing]

[car lock alarm beeping]

[dramatic music playing][silenced gunshot]

[zipper zipping]

[computer beeping]

[dramatic music continues]

[rapid beeping]

We are in.

[Dramatic music continues]

[beeping]

[music fades]

[tires screeching]

Hello?

Honey?

[Ominous music playing]

Guys?

Daddy.

[Grim music playing]

You're going to call in sick for tomorrow's flight.

I don't see you picking up the phone.

Pick up the phone!

Okay.

[Tense music playing]

[daughter] Daddy?

This is Lieutenant Colonel Martinez.

I have a family emergency I need to address.

I won't be making tomorrow's itinerary.

Correct.

Tell Dan I appreciate it.

They're calling in a backup named Dan Smith.

He's brand-new.

This will be his first flight.

[Silenced gunshot][family screaming]

[daughter] Daddy! - I know.

[Daughter] No, Daddy! Daddy, no!

No!

[Family screaming][silenced gunshots]

[crickets chirping]

[suspenseful music playing]

Falcon will arrive in ten minutes.

[Tense music playing]

[device beeping]

[whirring]

[tense music continues]

[computers beeping]

We are ready? - Yes, sir.

We're going to fuck these Americans.

No, that is not what we are here for.

We are here to take back our country,

and to do that, we need the oil,

which give us the money

that give us the power

to do what we need to do.

And then,

and then, yes,

we will fuck these Americans until they bleed.

Yes.

[Dramatic music playing]

[music fades]

[bright, up-tempo music playing]

You waiting for an invitation?

[Music swells]

[crew member] Check the front hatch.

Make sure everything's secure before we take off.

Sorry, I promise I'll get my head out of the clouds

in a minute, but this is just...

I know, it's quite a sight

when you see it for the first time.

You, you got me that model when I was a kid, remember?

Of course.

Still have it.

Is everything all right?

Well, Agent Richards is a no-show.

We have two people that haven't checked in.

Are we covered?

Of course, we always have people on hand

for, you know, last-minute contingency stuff.

But you don't like last-minute contingency stuff.

Well, I like when things go according to plan A.

Even though you always have a plan B.

Hell, I usually have a plan Z,

but I'm a big fan of plan A.

Here comes Falcon.

[Dramatic music playing]

[sirens wailing]

[sirens wailing]

[sirens stop]

[dramatic music continues]

[reporter] Mr. President!

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm gonna get coffee,

get a little bit of work done, and there'll be plenty of time

for all of your questions.

Afternoon, gonna get a cup of coffee, finish the brief,

and then we'll get to work.

[Dramatic music playing]

Sam, better break this one in.

Yes, sir.

[Man] Morning, Mr. President. - James.

[Woman] Good morning, Mr. President.

Hello, Charlotte. - Okay, what'd I do?

The president isn't big on formalities.

So no saluting. - No saluting.

Right.

[Man] Morning, Mr. President.

[People chattering]

Just enough time for the president to finish his coffee.

[Pilot] Good afternoon, Mr. President.

Greetings to all of you flying with us today.

We have about ten minutes before we depart,

so if you can find your seats and finish up your last task,

we'll let you know before we take off.

[Tense, suspenseful music playing]

Prepare cabin for takeoff.

[Silenced gunshot]

[music intensifies]

[dispatch] Air Force One, you're clear for takeoff.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[engines whining]

Andrews Air Force Base, this is Air Force One, over.

[Suspenseful music continues]

Andrews Air Force Base, this is Air Force...

Come in, please.

[Silenced gunshots]

[tense music playing]

The plane is ours.

[Engines whining]

[overlapping questions] Astovian press first.

You have a question?

Thank you, Mr. President.

Amar Hozman of the Novaya Pravda News,

and if I might ask, why are you doing this?

Your country claims it wants to go green,

and yet you invade other countries for their oil.

No one is planning

to invade your country, and you know that.

I was asked to enter into this deal by your president,

and I agreed, because it is one that I believe in strongly.

Simply, there are things that you can do,

things that you should do, and things that you must do.

This is something that we must do.

President Bosik and I have negotiated a deal

that is equally beneficial to both of our countries.

It creates many new jobs for Astovians,

which gives you greater economic freedom and independence,

and makes you a better strategic partner for us in the region.

Thank you for your question. - Mr. President, sir!

[Dallas] Jennifer.

What's wrong?

Trying to send an email.

Internet's gone down.

Is that normal?

Not on Air Force One.

[Tense music playing]

[engines whining]

It's all yours, General.

[PA system feedback squealing]

[Azem] Good evening, Air Force One.

Mr. President,

my name is Azem Rodinov. General Rodinov.

I believe you heard of me.

Sam, what the fuck is this?

[People murmuring]

[Azem] President Edwards,

your plane has been hijacked.

All communications have been blocked.

No cellular or satellite service

can penetrate this hub.

And right now,

Andrews Air Force Base

is tracking a radar ghost

that assures them you are on course.

I'll be back in touch shortly to let you know our demands.

You two, let's go, move. Move out.

[Azem] But for now, what is it you Americans say?

"Sit back and enjoy the ride."

You two, get Falcon to a secure location now.

I don't wanna go to a goddamn secure location.

Mr. President, I don't tell you how to run the country.

Please don't tell me how to protect you.

[Man murmuring] Don't they have fail-safes?

Lead on.

All right, you're with me.

The rest of you sit down,

and don't do a damn thing!

Stay seated!

[Man] Are you okay?

You're in charge 'til I get back.

Secure this location. Let's roll.

[Tense music playing]

[knocking]

[silenced gunshots][grunting]

[dramatic music playing]

[people murmuring][man wheezing]

What's the matter?

I have asthma.

I need my inhaler.

[Group screaming]

[suspenseful music playing]

[beeping]

What's your plan Z, Uncle Sam?

First, we have to take the plane back.

[Nikolai] Mr. President, as you have no doubt surmised,

we have taken your plane.

By now, you are probably in a secure location.

My colleagues have taken as hostage

all your staffers and journalists traveling with us.

[Woman] No, please!

[Nikolai] And all of you in the Secret Service

who might still be out there...

You need to understand this.

Air Force One is ours.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[engines whining]

[Allison groaning]

[yells, pants]

Will they see what's happening

to Air Force One at Andrews Base?

The only thing Andrews can see

is what we want them to see.

[Ominous music playing]

[engines roaring]

[tense music playing][panicked murmuring]

[groaning] Hold on.

[Nikolai] Mr. President,

the people who have taken control of your plane

are willing to die to get what they want.

Goddamn it.

[Nikolai] Any attempt to try and regain control

of this plane is going to be futile,

and ultimately fatal for everyone on the plane.

So right now, I'm going to give you one minute, Mr. President,

to rejoin the rest of the hostages,

at which point, we'll start shooting them.

[Dramatic music playing]

[hushed chatter]

Forty seconds, Mr. President.

[Tense music playing]

Twenty seconds.

Ten seconds.

[Tense music continues]

Five.

[Screaming, crying]

Wait!

[Gun cocking] No!

Tell your agents to put their weapons down.

Must I remind you gentlemen who controls this plane?

Put your weapons down!

[Gunshots][people screaming]

[tense music playing]

All right, listen.

We gotta split up.

That is not a good idea.

You're faster, more mobile than I am.

I'm only gonna slow you down.

Protect the president. - What about the hostages?

I'll go check on them.

Remember, kid, you only have one job.

Uncle Sam.

[Gentle, brooding music playing]

Go.

[Suspenseful music playing]

The general would like to speak to you in private.

[Woman] Please! No, please!

[Tense music playing]

[sobbing]

[engines whining]

[door rattling, locking]

[Azem] President Edwards.

[Ominous music playing]

Rodinov.

General Rodinov.

[Dallas] You're not a general of anything, Azem.

You're a war criminal.

[Laughing]

One man's war criminal is another man's hero,

and in my country, I am a hero.

Your people fear you.

They don't admire you.

[Azem] For my people, fear inspires respect.

Listen, Mr. President. You will announce from Air Force One

that you are pulling out of your deal

with this fake president,

and you will say that you have realized

the election was stolen,

and if you agree with me,

then the world will stop paying attention.

You have one hour.

After that, we start killing the hostages.

And if you say no,

I'll simply kill all of you.

I'm not a murderer.

Don't make me have to become one.

[Dramatic music playing]

My man is going to wait with you

just in case you are thinking of trying to be heroic.

And remember, Mr. President...

One hour.

[Scoffs]

[tense music playing]

I'm guessing you're not a real journalist.

[Suspenseful, dramatic music playing]

[punches thudding]

[shattering]

[breathing heavily]

Sit down.

You are lucky the general wants you untouched.

For now, anyway.

[Tense music playing]

[engines roaring]

Mark, can I speak to you for a moment?

Of course.

I'm sorry to bother you, Mark, but during dinner

I emailed the president, and CC'd a couple key staffers.

May I ask about what?

About the oil deal we're making with Astovia.

[Sighing] I know,

but I still have deep reservations,

and I wanted to make sure my position is clear in writing

before this deal goes through.

And? - That's the thing.

Somebody should've gotten back to me by now,

even if it was to tell me the decision was made,

and it's too late to make a change.

I should've gotten a response.

That's unusual.

I know.

I don't like unusual. [Sighs]

[soft, ominous music playing]

Can you patch me through to air traffic control at Andrews?

This is Andrews air traffic control.

What can we do for you, Mr. Miller?

I'm with the vice president.

We need you to check on something for us.

Air Force One, this is Andrews Air Force Base

air traffic control. Please acknowledge, over.

Andrews, this is Air Force One, go ahead.

Air Force One, we have Vice President Hansen

and Chief of Staff Miller on the line.

[Dmitri] Good evening, Madam Vice President,

Mr. Miller.

Evening. - Good evening.

[Dmitri] If this is about the president,

he's got everybody watching The Godfather.

[Laughing]

Again?

How many times is this?

I lost count.

The president wants to know if this is important,

or if it can wait.

It can wait.

Roger that. We'll get back to you when it's over.

Is there anything else I can help you with?

We're good.

[Dmitri] Air Force One signing off.

Well done, Dmitri.

[Chuckling]

[engines whining]

[tense music playing]

[door closes, locks]

[Amar] Fucking Secret Service.

[Tense music playing]

I am going hunting.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[door locks]

[clipboard clattering]

[tense music playing]

[three knocks, two knocks on door]

[grunting]

[grunting]

[knife unsheathing]

[dramatic music playing]

[both grunting]

[growls]

[groaning]

[squelching slices, stabs]

[gasps]

[thudding]

[panting][tense music playing]

We have to get you to safety, Mr. President.

[Ominous music playing]

Are you okay?

[Sighs]

It's pretty cold where we're headed.

Grab your coat.

[Groaning]

[murmuring]

[tense music playing]

[gentle thudding]

[tense music playing]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[man groaning]

[pained groaning]

[gun cocking]

Don't move!

Where's your niece?

Who?

Don't play ignorant with me, Mr. Waitman.

I'm running a military operation,

and my intel is good.

We know she's your niece.

Now, where's Allison Miles?

I don't know.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[buttons beeping]

[door alarm beeps]

[airlock hissing]

It's your first time on Air Force One.

How did you even know this was here?

Stayed up and read the manual.

Of course you did.

[Suspenseful music playing][buzzing]

[cell phone beeping]

[cell phone ringing]

Yes?

Vlady has gone dark,

and isn't answering at his post.

The president is free with the last Secret Service agent.

Put the plane on autopilot,

and get to the emergency exit

in case they try to get out that way.

I'm on it.

[Dramatic music playing]

Fuck you.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

[Tense music playing]

[Hozman] I've run out of patience, Agent Waitman.

You're either going to tell your niece to surrender,

or I'm going to litter this floor with dead bodies!

What about the hostages?

You really think they're gonna let anyone off alive?

Of course not. Even if I do what Rodinov asks,

I don't think he's gonna let anyone live.

That's why it's up to us to save the passengers.

No, sir, it is our job to get you off this plane.

You might be the president, but with all due respect, sir,

right now, I am the only Secret Service you've got left.

You say exactly what I told you to say,

or you're all dead.

Agent Allison Miles?

We have your uncle here.

And he has something he wants to tell you.

[Sam] Allison!

Allison, we serve the chair,

not the man.

You protect Falcon at all costs.

[Blast echoes][dramatic music playing]

[people screaming][gunfire popping]

[somber music playing]

Well, I guess that's one down,

and, uh...

None to go.

[Exhales, inhales sharply]

[clicking]

Agent Miles--

Sir, we have to get you off this plane.

I'm sorry.

[Body thudding]

[tense music playing]

You all right, sir?

It's nothing.

We're gonna have to jump. - Do we have a choice?

No.

[Tense music playing]

[beeping]

[suspenseful music playing]

That fucking bitch.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[engines whining]

[Amar] General Rodinov, over. Air Force One--

You're breaking up. Please repeat.

President Edwards has escaped Air Force One

with a Secret Service Agent.

Why are you still on the plane?

[Amar] Agent Allison Miles, he's with her.

[Dramatic music playing]

She's the only one left with the president.

[Music fades]

[beeping rapidly]

What now, General?

Show me the map of the area

they might have come down.

[Dmitri] Based on the flight path,

they would be somewhere in this valley.

I see.

In 30 minutes, I want you to kill the signal.

What do they know back at Andrews?

Until I tell them, they will think

that the plane is still in the air.

They'll start a search in the wrong place,

and by the time they figure out what's happened,

it will be too late.

Hail to the chief, American pig fucks.

[Tense music playing]

[keyboard keys clacking]

[trilling beeps]

[alarm pinging]

Air Force One, come in.

Air Force One, this is Andrews Air Force Base, come in.

Oh, my God.

[Beeping]

[telephones ringing]

[ringing]

[sighs]

Hello? I'm sorry to wake you,

Madam Vice President.

It's Mark Miller.

[Sighs] What is it, Mark?

I'm afraid I have some bad news.

[Tense music playing]

Madam Vice President.

[Sighing]

What has happened?

We're still gathering intel.

We're coordinating the search with President Bosik.

The search?

For survivors?

For bodies, Madam Vice President.

It's unlikely anyone survived the crash.

Unlikely.

Highly, ma'am.

Very well.

Mark, I'm gonna need you on a plane to Astovia

in the next two hours.

A plane? To do what?

You're going to reassure President Bosik

that America honors its commitments.

Are you certain?

We both know that you never agreed with President Edwards

about the oil deal.

My very first act as president

is not to revoke President Edwards' signature deal.

Understood.

[Tense music playing]

[music fades]

We need to figure out where the hell we are.

Pardon my language, Mr. President.

Oh, I've been known to say a bit worse.

And I wish you'd call me Dallas.

Can't do that, sir.

[Radio static hissing]

[sighs]

We're surrounded by mountains.

We're gonna have to get to higher ground

if we want a chance at a signal.

I'm in your hands, Agent Miles, lead on.

[Dramatic music playing]

[hawk screeching]

[suspenseful music playing][man chattering]

[man] Can we get the trucks out here going?

[Rotor whirring]

[suspenseful music playing]

Let me know if this pace is all right, Mr. President.

We don't have time to stop.

I'm fine, Agent Miles.

Unless you need a break, we should keep moving.

Yes, sir.

[Tense music playing]

Well, we're still surrounded by mountains

and it'll be getting dark soon.

This is probably our best bet to bunk down for the night.

[Tense music playing]

[loud thudding]

Clear.

All right, Mr. President.

Let's get you patched up.

[Music fades]

I've got some water heating, sir.

We should both get cleaned up before I close your wound.

[Groans softly]

[inhales sharply]

[dramatic music playing]

[gentle, tense music playing]

Mr. President, there's, um...

There's something you should consider.

The hijackers wouldn't have been able

to take the plane without help.

They had someone on the inside that gave them everything.

Schedules, security codes,

passwords, everything.

And for them to have all that,

it would have to be someone close to you.

[Grim music playing]

There's only a few people in the world that it could be,

and I don't wanna believe that it's any of 'em.

I'm better with, um, doing these things than fixing them.

That'll have to do 'til we get you to a real doctor.

Thank you.

Of course.

[Gentle music playing]

You know, it occurs to me that, uh,

you've been running all over the place saving my life.

You haven't had any time to process your loss.

Mr. President, my uncle would never forgive me

if I didn't do my job.

And I would never forgive myself

if I let Sam down.

So I need you to just let me do my job.

Does that make any sense?

Absolutely.

A lot of people died in the last 24 hours,

Sam, and everyone else that was on that plane,

each of them someone that I know.

So we owe it to them.

We're not gonna let the bad guys win.

[Laughs softly]

You sound like my uncle.

That's the best compliment you could give me, Agent Miles.

[Sighs]

[birds chirping]

Did you know that your uncle wasn't a big fan of mine

when he and I first met?

He never mentioned that, sir.

Well, he wouldn't, would he?

No, he would not.

Well, he never said so much, but I suspect that Sam thought

that I had everything handed to me on a silver platter.

Sam didn't think that, sir.

That's what everybody thinks. - Sam respected you, sir.

We respected each other.

All my life people have judged me

based on what they think that they know.

I come from money.

Everybody knows that.

What they don't know is that right before college

I had a terrible fight with my father,

and I did not take one penny of his money.

He wanted to dictate every step that I took,

and of course I had to choose my own path,

so I worked two jobs, I put myself through school,

finished ROTC,

and then I flew jets for the Air Force.

After the service, I ran for Congress, and I won,

and what helped me was the lesson

that I took from that fight with my old man,

and it's the one that I carry with me to this day.

And that's that you can't make everybody happy.

So you just gotta do what you think is right.

Why don't you let your campaign managers

tell that story to the press?

I think the work defines the man,

not the story.

My whole life I knew I was gonna serve my country.

My dad was a Marine.

[Gentle, somber music playing]

I barely remember him.

Was an IED, early days of Iraq,

and, uh...

Well, Sam... [chuckles]

Sam was the black sheep of our family

for being in the Secret Service, and not a military lifer.

But he was the only one

who didn't try and talk me out of joining the Service.

It's in my blood.

Even if I-I wanted to do something else,

I genuinely don't think I could.

Guess the truth is I...

I don't want to do anything else.

Me neither.

[Gentle, dramatic music playing]

I'm sorry.

What for?

For judging you.

I'm one of those people.

Everybody is one of those people until they learn not to be.

[Gentle music playing]

I'll take the first watch.

Get some sleep, Mr. President. You're gonna need it tomorrow.

[Dramatic music continues]

[music fades]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music plays, then stops]

[groaning]

Oh, God, I'm sorry, Mr. President.

No apology necessary.

You'll never guess what they put in the survival pack.

Care for some coffee?

Uh, yes, please.

[Tense music playing]

[engines rumbling]

[tense music continues]

[ominous music playing]

[grunts]

[gunfire]

[groaning]

[grunts]

[pained grunting]

[gasps]

[ominous music playing]

Don't move.

Some people just don't listen.

[Dramatic music playing]

Stand down, Agent Miles.

This is not a fight we can win.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[music fades]

[groans softly]

[sighs]

[chains rattling]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[gasps softly]

How's that head feel?

I've been better, sir.

I think, at this point,

you should start calling me Dallas.

Can't do that, sir.

Just like your uncle.

Certainly hope so.

I can see that he's taught you so much.

I'm sorry.

It's not fair to lose someone that close to you.

He taught me everything.

He told me once, "If life was fair,

the world wouldn't need people like us."

He was, um, trying to soften the blow over some thing

I got passed over years ago.

Tobias Masters?

You know about Toby?

Of course.

His uncle, the senator,

is an insufferable prick,

and from what I gather, so is the nephew.

How do you know all that? - Because I know everything

about the people around me, Agent Miles.

Now, you tell me,

what would Sam Waitman do in this situation?

Formulate a plan, or 26,

to get Falcon outta here safely.

Oh, that's you, by the way.

I think I know my own codename.

And that sounds just like Sam.

Problem is this ain't The Count of Monte Cristo.

We don't have time to dig a secret tunnel out. So...

Our best bet is gonna be

to make a play for time, Mr. President.

Rodinov may say he's a general, but he's a thug.

Sooner or later, he will make a mistake.

And if he does?

Not if, sir, when.

[Dramatic music playing]

And it'll be the last mistake he ever makes.

[Music fades]

[knocking on door]

Come.

What's wrong?

Speak. - American Vice President

has announced her plan to honor her predecessor's deal

with Bosik.

What about the high command?

The high command will not rally to your side

as long as deal is in place.

[Groans]

We have work to do.

[Ominous music playing, swelling slowly]

[door unlocks, opens]

[tense music playing]

Mr. President, you will come now.

[Handcuffs clicking]

I'll walk on my own.

[Tense music playing]

[door slams closed]

[ominous music playing]

Hi.

[Azem] You know what this place used to be?

A dairy processing plant.

[Dallas] And what happened?

It was bought by an American company,

who sold off machines, closed the plant,

and started selling German milk.

[Laughing]

We didn't need German milk.

Now, it's all we drink.

[Laughing]

You were still general.

The military owned everything

back when this factory was sold off, yes?

What of it?

I know how things worked under you.

Anyone wishing to do business here had to pay you off.

The factory was supposed to remain open.

They lied to me!

Now, you're just complaining

that they're better crooks than you.

You think I was stealing from my own country?

It was capitalism,

and you Americans gave it to us.

Your government wanted us to get rich,

forget who we are, who we were.

You know nothing about our history, about our life,

our culture, religion.

You people turn us into you,

and hate what you see.

Know what? I would like to kill you right now.

[Dramatic music playing]

[sighs]

But I will not kill you,

because I'm smart.

So let us try

and be civilized about this.

Shall we?

[Helicopter rotors whirring]

[music fades]

I was hoping we might find a middle ground.

I don't think so.

Here we are.

You did it your way, huh?

[Clinking] Cheers.

[Grunts softly]

You know what I need from you?

Why don't you tell me?

Your vice president has done some unexpected thing.

We were sure that she would kill your deal

with our fake president,

but she has announced

that she plans to honor your agreement,

and, uh, it will not be good.

So you will kill this deal

in a recorded video statement that we will release.

Well, I hate to spoil your plan, but I will not do that.

I think you will.

Beat me all you want.

Kill me, if need be.

But I will not be threatened.

[Azem] I know you won't, Mr. President,

but I'm not threatening you, understand?

I realize...

You are ready to die

on this stupid hill.

[Tense music playing]

But imagine the young woman...

Who has gone through hell trying to protect you.

Nice knife.

Now, imagine I turn my men loose on her.

[Azem laughing]

[ominous music playing]

[scraping]

You won't enjoy this.

My men will rape Special Agent Miles for hours,

and hours...

[Chains rattling]

...and hours.

[Pained groaning]

[chain clanking]

[screaming]

[groaning]

[punches thudding]

When they are not raping her,

they will torture her.

[Grunting]

She will get to a point where she prays to die.

[Grunts]

But I will not grant her

pleasure of death.

[Grunting]

I will keep her alive indefinitely.

[Grunting][hammer thudding]

And I will force you to watch.

[Squelching thuds]

[shrieking grunts]

Every night,

my personal physician will give her a blood transfusion,

if necessary, to keep her alive.

And the next day,

it will start all over again,

and again,

and... again.

[Dramatic music playing]

[screams]

I will not give you what you want,

but I am prepared to make a statement

that the people of Astovia should have the right

to vote on whether the oil venture moves forward or not,

and that's it.[Azem] No!

You will do it exactly as I say,

and you will do it in presidential manner.

What are you so afraid of, General?

[Tense music playing]

You will let me make my statement,

and then you can tell the people anything you like,

and if you know them as well as you say that you do,

I have no doubt that they will rise up

and stand behind you.

Listen, if you don't do what I want,

my man, Bahrudin,

will flay the skin off Agent Miles

one inch at a time.

I've seen him do it.

Now, tell me,

do you think I'm lying?

[Suspenseful music playing]

[chuckles] You know what?

You will look presentable for this announcement.

Come.

[Door creaks open]

Very nice, yeah.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[grunting][punches thudding]

[squelching stabs]

[lights buzzing]

[tense music playing]

[lights buzzing, popping]

[suspenseful music playing]

[both grunting]

[screaming]

[gunshots echoing]

[squelching]

[grunts]

[knife clattering]

[man choking, gurgling]

Ready?

Listen, Mr. President,

if you try and change it,

we'll just start recording again.

And Mr. President...

I need a good performance.

[Azem laughing]

The moment you've said what you're supposed to say,

I'll call off my men, and she can go free.

[Gunshots popping in distance]

Yosef, what's happened?

[Muted gunfire]

[tense music playing]

Sounds like she is already.

[Gunfire][groaning]

[suspenseful music playing]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[gunfire]

[groaning]

[rapid gunfire]

[scene quiets, music lowers]

[ominous music playing]

[man grunts]

[groaning][blows thudding]

[suspenseful music playing]

[gunshot echoing][tense music playing]

[both grunting]

[crunch][screaming]

[gunshot ricochets]

[tense music playing]

[groans]

[scene quiets]

[ominous music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[groaning]

[ominous music playing]

[tense, suspenseful music playing]

[blows thudding]

[rifle clicks][groaning]

[grim music playing]

[creaking loudly]

[truck engine rumbling]

[tense, suspenseful music playing]

[man] She's up there!

[Siren wailing]

[gunshots firing] Shoot her, shoot her!

Don't let her get away!

Where is the machine gun?

[Man continues shouting indistinctly]

[deafening rumbling]

[tense music abruptly fades]

[dramatic music playing]

Looks like you're outnumbered, General.

You lose.

You are still my hostage.

I've lost nothing.

You've lost everything.

You just don't know it yet.

The difference between us is that you are soft,

because you are weak.

And I am not.

I am ready to fight.

I will kill anyone in my way.

I'll kill thousands, tens of thousands,

for the justice of my people and my country.

That is why I will win.

That is why you will most certainly lose.

[Gunshot][screaming]

[tense music playing]

You grow tiresome, Agent Miles.

[Gunshot echoing]

[body thudding on ground]

[dramatic music playing]

We're done here.

[Groaning]

Thanks...

Dallas.

You're welcome. - Yeah.

Yeah, don't get used to it, all right?

I won't.

This is Special Agent Allison Miles.

Falcon is safe and secure.

I repeat, I have Falcon secure.

Need extraction coordinates immediately, over.

[Dramatic music playing]

[beeping, trilling]

[dispatcher] Falcon's alive. I repeat, Falcon's alive.

I have the coordinates of the president's location.

Chief of Staff Mark Miller is in the area,

and is on his way.

Air Force activated.

That-that-that's great news.

Send me the coordinates.

We're nearby. We'll head right there.

[Dramatic, hopeful music playing]

[music fades]

[vehicle approaching]

[suspenseful music playing]

[suspenseful music continues]

Mr. President!

Mark! - It's good to see you alive!

[Laughing]

[sighs]

Mark Miller...

Special Agent Allison Miles.

A large portion of the president's survival

can be chalked up to you, Agent Miles.

Just doing my job, sir.

Mr. President, we need to debrief you immediately

so that we can issue a statement.

There's a small airfield east, which we'll take off from,

and he can take care of wounds while we talk.

Treat Agent Miles first.

Sir, I-- - Sir--

Oh! I have not asked either of you

for your opinion on this matter.

You'll treat Agent Miles first. That's an order.

Yes, sir.

I'd like to stay with you-- - Miles.

You're off duty.

Sir, with all due-- - At ease, Agent Miles.

[Sighing]

At ease.

You've won.

[Tense music playing]

[groaning]

Never let your guard down, Major,

even when you think you've won.

[Solemn music playing]

[music fades]

Mr. President, what happened?

All right, let's get a look at that wound.

[Tense music playing]

[Dallas] I'll tell you the story later on.

So you're JSOC, huh?

That's right.

How's good old Toby Masters doing?

Toby, yeah, I know him.

He's good, just saw him last week at a briefing.

Then you know, uh, Scott Gray, too.

He went over there with Toby to be his adjutant.

You know, Scotty?

Yeah, Scotty. Sure, I know him.

Yeah. - Yeah, hell of a guy.

[Dramatic music playing]

Miles!

One of these men claimed to know a soldier

named Scott Gray, sir.

So you shot him?

Scott Gray doesn't exist, sir.

I made him up.

Miller isn't here to save you, Mr. President.

He's here to kill you.

Allison...

I'm sorry, Mr. President.

Your chief of staff is the one who betrayed you, Mr. President.

Bet you never agreed with that deal

that President Edwards made with President Bosik, did you?

No, he didn't, but none of 'em did.

Maybe so.

But this idiot's the only one who's willing to kill for it.

Is that true?

Gonna kill me over a fuckin' energy deal?

I never would've expected this, but someone had to act.

You went all in on backing Bosik,

so I did the same in backing Rodinov.

Something had to be done.

Why? - Because you betrayed us,

everyone who believed in you.

We were supposed to do things different.

We thought that you were the future,

and then you just went right back

to the same old, same old, making deals for oil.

In my wildest dreams...

I never would've thought that you could've done this to me,

or to our country,

or to those innocent people on that plane.

Put that gun down or I'll kill him!

Agent Miles, do not relinquish your weapon!

Marcus, look at me.[sighs]

You're not a killer.

Yesterday, that was true.

But I can't let you walk away from this.

You died in that crash.

You want me dead?

Okay then, go on.

[Tense music playing]

Do it.

Agent Miles, if he does, you take him down.

Yes, sir!

Or better yet, take him alive,

where you will stand trial for treason.

Either way...

It's up to you, Mark.

[Suspenseful music playing]

[sighs]

[music fades]

Fuck it.

[Gentle, pensive music playing]

Mr. President.

Can we get the hell out of this place?

Absolutely, sir.

[Dramatic music playing]

[truck engine rumbling]

[truck engine rumbling]

[Allison] Cavalry's on the way.

Extraction team says they'll be here in 30.

[Dramatic music playing]

Why wait?

[Up-tempo dramatic music playing]

Are you sure about that, sir?

They don't call me Falcon for nothing.

This...

This I got.

[Engine turning over]

[engine starting]

[dramatic music continues]

[dispatcher] This is Ramstein Air Base calling

unidentified aircraft approaching our airspace.

Please identify.

Ramstein Air Base, this is Air Force One

requesting permission to land.

I have Falcon on board.

[Dispatcher] Say again?

[Allison] Ramstein, this is Air Force One,

code delta-five-eagle one-niner-delta-two,

requesting permission to land.

I have Falcon on board.

Ramstein, this is President Dallas Edwards

on board Air Force One.

Approaching from your east.

Bring us on in.

[Engines roaring]

[suspenseful music playing]

[pilot] Nice to have you back, Mr. President.

[Music fades]

[dramatic music playing]

[camera operator] Mr. President, stand by.

And three, two, one.

Good afternoon.

It has been two weeks since the downing of Air Force One,

and the tragic loss of so many

trusted colleagues and friends.

In the days to come, there will be hearings

and investigations into how this cowardly attack

was planned and executed.

The findings will be made public.

Anyone found culpable or complicit

will face the full brunt

of the United States of America's judicial system,

and the unbearable weight of her military might.

I sit here this evening, alive,

thanks to the bravery and courageousness

of our Secret Service agents aboard Air Force One,

most of whom gave their lives to ensure my protection.

These were my friends, my confidants,

in many ways, my family.

Our great nation is no stranger to tragedy.

What is most important now is how we respond,

what we do next.

We will get up off of the mat.

We will live our fullest lives.

We will adhere to our ideals and our morals with integrity.

That is how we will honor those whom we have lost.

That is how we will honor the heroes

who have given their lives in service.

We will not lash out blindly like a wounded animal.

We will not engage in the performative

or theatrical to soothe our fears.

We will not declare war on an abstract

to regain the illusion of control.

We will not repeat the mistakes of our past.

We will acknowledge the uncomfortable reality

that there will be those that wish us harm.

Dangers will always linger in the shadows of our vast world.

Tyrants will seek power,

and terrorists will attempt to intimidate.

And while we will remain vigilant,

we must also be sure

not to seed the grounds of despair

that allow their lies and false promises to grow

in the minds of the desperate.

We will heal,

we will grow,

and we will move forward together.

May God bless you,

and God bless the United States of America.

[Dramatic music playing]

[tense music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades]