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( music playing )

( birds chirping )

( helicopter blades
whirring )

Man on radio:
Top story is the unprecedented
criticism of President Foster

by the veteran chairman
of the joint chiefs of staff
General Lloyd

at the National Press Club
yesterday.

Lloyd:
Let's just say
that on this issue

President Foster and I
have agreed to disagree.

Man:
General Lloyd stated

that the president's lack
of support of the military

would leave the country
vulnerable and crippled

at this time
of high global uncertainty.

The president wants
to shrink the armed forces

and put this peace dividend
into his domestic program.

The general believes
there is no...

So what's
the program today?

Polish the doorknobs,

cut the grass and...

wash Mom's car.

Then to your room.
No TV.

Now go change
your clothes.

Yes, sir.

Morning.

( turns off radio )

Why is everything
always an order?

He knows
what he did.

Can't lick a problem
if it licks you first.

Mac, he's 13.

He was born
into this family.
He didn't enlist.

Todd!

( door opens )

You handle yourself
properly today,

watch the game
together tomorrow.

Orlando's going
to win it 4-zip.

No way.
Knicks are
going to take it.

Character!

Okay?

Okay.
See you later.

All right.
Love you.

( car engine starts )

Man on radio:
Well, Mr. Secretary,
with all due respect,

we're not the only ones
questioning the president's
indecision.

The chairman of
the joint chiefs of staff

publicly criticized
the president for not
signing the bill.

Man #2:
As far as General Lloyd's
remarks go, you in the media

have taken his agreement
to disagree

with the president
out of context...

( beeping )

( quiet chatter )

Morning, Billy.

Morning, Colonel.

Situation normal?

Uh, we lost another one
in Bolivia last night.

Coke patrol.

Any friendly casualties?

Goodness, no.
That wouldn't be nice.

Bolivia's fine.
The Knicks got their back
against the wall.

They need me.

Hey, who's
the old man like?

Not into it.

Negative.
He's into it big-time.

"Call on Slam Dunk.
All bets in by 8:00 PM
Saturday."

He's got a betting
pool on the finals.

Thinks it'll go till then.
Been sending stuff out
all week

under his own personal
code-- Blue 6 code.

Get caught plugging into
the old man's code, you know
what's going to happen to you.

You should see
who's got a share
in his action.

Cross down at Tampa.
Jacobs at NORAD.

Allen down
at Fort Benning.

Mucho brass.
Looks like everybody's
already in it.

Has he said anything
about it to you?

What, to me? Nah.

You can ask him
about it, though.
He wants to see you.

What, he's here?

On a Sunday?

Yeah.
Bookie's best day.

You wanted
to see me, sir?

Sit down, Mac.

Ah, it's days like this
that I wish I never accepted
this lousy job.

The only problem is...

I can't bear the thought
of anyone else having it.

The intel is
the president loses
his job first.

Is that the intel?
Well, we'll know
next Tuesday,

my day on the carpet.

Uh, should have kept
my big mouth shut!

You spoke up.
Straight. Honest.

It's time
somebody did.

Publicly? Hmm?
Commander-in-Chief?

I don't think
it's perceived
as an attack, sir.

The president
may be a good man,

but he doesn't
know shit about
national defense.

At least when his
wife was alive, he had
a reality barometer.

The way things
were going Election Day,

nobody bothered to ask
him about it. Here.

You know, I used to know
who my enemies were.

Who'd have guessed
five years ago that Iran
and Iraq would be allies?

The next fight
in the Middle East...

it's going to make
the Gulf War look like
a family picnic.

And when it comes,
we won't be ready.

Look at us. We're cops.
We're builders.

We're health-care
providers.

Worst of all...

we're politicians.

- It sucks.
- Ah.

Hell, let's not
mince words.

It's what my son always says
about everything.

Mac, uh...

last couple
of weeks, uh...

you've been kind of tense.

You're not
uptight about the alert
this weekend, are you?

No.
It's Todd.

He's 13.

He's working at
an appliance store,
Kraemer's.

He stole eight
video recorders.

Took him months.

He doesn't
know why he did it,
and neither do I.

But somehow, it all...

comes down to me
being a bad father, sir.

He's a good kid.

Mac...

good kids
often lose their way.

Don't be so hard
on yourself.

I've been
trained that way.
I'm a Marine, sir.

"It sucks."
I like that.

You going
to watch the playoffs
this weekend, sir?

Playoffs.
Would you believe it?

I don't even know
who the hell's playing
this year.

( overlapping chattering )

( reporters clamoring )

Dave.

Mr. President, can you
tell us what you thought
of the latest CNN poll?

My chief of staff,
Miss Corcoran,
likes to say

that a poll
is what you hang
a politician from.

I don't pay any
attention to them.

It's a different
number every day.

- ( clamoring )
- One last question.
Helen.

General Lloyd has
publicly accused you

of turning your back
on the military.

Would you care
to comment?

General Lloyd's remarks
were taken out of context

and blown way out
of proportion.

But make no mistake
about it...

the general
was freelancing.

But I am smart enough
to know

when I'm being shot at
by a professional,

and I'm still in one piece.

- ( reporters laughing )
- Thank you for asking.

Well, Betsy,
from one herd of
jackals to the next.

The cabinet,
Mr. President.

With a 29% approval rating,
you can't tell them what to do.

If you don't
build a consensus,
you're going to pay a price.

And here I thought
the cabinet was supposed
to be the president's team.

- ( chatter )
- You bet, you bet.

- Ladies and gentlemen.
- Man: All right.

- Cheryl. Steven.
- Mr. President.

Harry.

We have a lot of ground
to cover in a short time,
as usual,

so I suggest we get
started right away.

Let's begin
with something easy--

- taxes.
- ( men laugh )

Foster:
Well, as you all know,

I have on my desk
right now

a bill that gives
a huge budget increase
to the military.

Suppose I just
don't sign it?

Suppose some of that
goes over to domestic,

to farm subsidies,

and the rest of it
to policing our streets?

Do you really think
that's wise, sir?

I don't know, Art.
What do you think?

If you do that, Mr. President,
I'm told that our readiness

and force structure
will suffer severely.

That sounds just like
General Lloyd's position.

If you veto that bill,
Mr. President,

you're going to get
a huge public reaction.

Then I'll take
the heat, Tom.

Look, I know most of you
don't like this idea.

And I'm not going to ask
for a show of hands,

but I will need
the support of each and every
person in this room.

We're going to need
to pull together on this.

Now let's be clear...

about what we will not do.

We will not any longer

defer our urgent
domestic needs

in order to satisfy

the inflated demands
of the military.

We will not add
$40-60 billion to the budget

without having any idea
where the money's coming from.

I ran on a pledge
to cut the deficit.

That's why we're
all here today.

I'm going to do it
or I'll die trying.

Oh, let's not talk
about death.

Taxes is depressing
enough.

Why, Walter,
I always thought
that death

was a vice presidential
obsession.

( laughter )

Where is it written
that if your president's
from the heartland,

your vice president
has to be a backroom
boy from the East?

It was a winning
combination.

But a terrible
marriage.

I should have gone
with Charlie Potter.

He gets things done.

Are we pushing
too hard?

We don't
have a choice.

If things don't
change remarkably,

there won't be
a second term.

We've come
a long way, Betsy.

I couldn't have
done it without you.

Thank you, sir.

( touch tones beeping )

Man:
Central Command.

Yeah.

It's Colonel Casey
from the joint staff.

I need the deputy
commander, please.
Thank you.

O'Malley.

Colonel O'Malley.
Yeah.

We noticed a little
item up here

preparing a readiness report
for the alert this weekend.

It's just
a routine exercise,

but it says here
you guys ordered
live ammo.

Not exactly standard.

Well, that's classified.

Excuse me?

I'm sorry, Colonel.
No one but General Allen

is authorized to discuss
that operation.

Maybe you can
call back tomorrow.

Sure.
Tomorrow's fine.

( touch tones beeping )

( rings )

- Hello.
- Walter.

- Yeah.
- Mac Casey.

- Hey, Mac.
The rising star.
- Yeah. I got the duty.

- How's the puzzle palace?
- Look, Walt...

I'm checking out
this live ammo request.

Jesus, Mac.
I wish you guys
would get it together.

You added the live ammo
for your Slam Dunk thing.

- Don't you remember?
- It's for Slam Dunk?

Yeah.
It's the damnedest thing.

We're training more for
seizure than defense here.

- ( knocks )
- Lloyd: Come.

Mac.

This will only
take a moment.

Yesterday,
I ran across a little
glitch in the printouts.

There was live ammo
ordered for some operation

called Slam Dunk?

I'm sorry you got
left out, Mac.

It was the president's idea
to keep this one down
to the short list.

Slam Dunk
is a covert exercise

we're running
with the CIA.

It's extremely
sensitive, Mac.

Extremely sensitive.

A team is practicing

to go into
a Third World country

to seize
a nuclear weapon.

I could
show you the file
if you're curious.

I wouldn't mind
taking a look. Thanks.

Can I have it now, sir?

I'll shoot it
to your e-mail.

You'll have it
tomorrow morning.

Thank you, sir.

( chatter )

Stand by.

Mac:
15 points down.

Take a shot
or give it up.

So what was your
program today?

I saw the therapist.

Yeah?

You like her?

Well, she's okay.

Don't lock
your knees.

She ask you
lots of questions?

Well, sh-she asked if

I felt a rush...

when I was stealing.

And I told her
I felt awful.

And she says, "Why?"

And I say...

"'Cause I knew
I'd get caught."

Take your hands
out your pocket.

Take a shot.

Then she says...

"Why did you do it?"

And you say...

what?

'Cause--

'cause I--
'cause I couldn't stop.

And she asked
how we get along.

How do we get along?

You're close
to fouling out.

Trying to stay
in the game, Todd.

Trying to stay
in the game.

Take your shot
or give it up.

I don't think the son
of a bitch can shut up
even if he wants to.

He's a born
politician...

and not a bad one
at that.

Name one successful
general who isn't.

Well, I have rapidly
lost my appetite for
the daily battle.

Tell me what would happen
to my poll numbers

if I were to fire
a living legend?

You'd become nostalgic
for the days when you had 29%.

But look at the upside--

Lloyd will be
retiring soon
with full honors

and you'll have
one less problem,

though,
of course, replacing
him may be a problem

since you've almost
run out of women.

Very good,
Mr. Secretary.

Where would I be
without you, Charlie?

I've been advised, General,
to fire you.

I frankly know
of no reason why, sir.

But you know I serve
at your disposal,
Mr. President.

Yes, but you've gone
and got yourself

a pretty good
constituency.

I'm asking a lot
of the American
people already.

I can't liquidate
their Captain Marvel.

( chuckles )

The people want to know
they're defended.

They are, at a cost
of 230 billion a year.

May I remind you,
Mr. President,

that the sole purpose
of our military

is to wage and win wars

and protect our shores
from foreign aggressors?

You are a compassionate
man, sir,

but you are
withholding funds

which will leave
our military degraded.

You are recklessly
placing this nation

in a position
of weakness.

And may I remind
you, General,

that I,
with the help of Congress,
will make policy.

You will follow it.

If you want my job,
go out and win your
party's nomination

and get
yourself elected!

I have no interest
in becoming president.

My sole concern
is there be a country
left to defend.

Another war is coming, sir,
and when it does,

we're going to have to call
on Israel to defend us

because our own forces
will have become impotent

in the interests
of social experiments

and global
public relations.

Keep your opinions
to yourself, General,

or confine them
to this office.

Thank you.

( clock chiming )

( phone ringing )

Man on P.A.:
The meeting of the category 2

weapons systems
evaluation group

has been rescheduled
for tomorrow.

( Billy laughs )
After midnight, right?
Say, quarter to 1:00.

I leave her
there parked, right,
in that driveway?

It's the White House.
It's late at night.
She's alone.

I come back
and I show her
this envelope.

And I say, "Shit,
we got to rush this out
to the CIA at Langley."

And this gets you laid?

I am six
for six on this.
It's great, trust me.

Uh, yes, sir.

- Situation normal?
- Uh, yes, sir.

How's the traffic
on the old man's
betting pool?

Uh, something came in
this morning.

Correct me
if I'm wrong,

but Reagent
Alpha One--

that's an advanced
chemical disabling
weapon, right?

Mac: Yeah.
What's the point?

Billy:
It's been okayed
for the alert.

Don't ask me why,
but national command
authorized it.

Punch up where
General Lloyd is. Now.

- ( boat horns blaring )
- ( seagulls screeching )

( dog barking )

( door opens )

( footsteps )

Jean: It was good to see
you two playing ball
together today.

He's getting better.

He's starting to realize
what he did wrong.

You know, I'm sorry.

You know, the way
I've been lately.

It's just I've just got
so much on my mind.

Is this, um,
about seeing Todd's
therapist tomorrow?

Do we need this?

I don't know
this woman.

She doesn't know us.

She knows Todd.
He likes her.

I said I'd be there,

so I'll be there.

Mac.

Thanks.

( phone ringing )

( traffic blaring )

( ringing continues )

Woman:
Good morning.
Chief of Staff's office.

May I help you?

Chief of Staff,
please.

Who's calling, please?

This is the director
of current operations
at the Pentagon,

Colonel Mac Casey.

Could you tell her
it's urgent?

And private, please.
Thank you.

( siren wailing )

Betsy:
What's so urgent?

Betsy? Betsy, Betsy,
I need to talk to you.

That's it?
No hello, how are you?
Where are you anyway?

I'm sorry, this is
really important.

It's a matter
of national security.

Aren't you pretty far out
of channels, Mac?

- You have a boss.
Talk to him.
- I can't.

Jesus, Mac,
I'm catching javelins here.
What the hell is going on?

Can't you give me
some idea?

Yeah. I need to talk
to you in person.

You and everyone else.

Betsy, you've known me
for a long time.

I've been a Marine
for 19 years.

By me calling you,
I may be throwing
it all away.

Hang on
for a second, Mac.

- ( softly )
Move my 7:30...
- ( horn blaring )

- Betsy?
- Grant Memorial, 8:00.

Oh, okay.

Uh...

can you make it 8:30?

This is not
a negotiation, Colonel.

Okay.

Grant Memorial, 8:00.
See you then. Bye.

Woman:
Office of the Attorney General.
Please hold.

Secretary Potter
to see you.

- Good morning, Sarah.
- Good morning.

- How are you?
- I'm fine, thank you,
Mr. Secretary.

- Good, good.
- Morning, Charlie.
Come in. Sit down.

- Thank you.
- Thank you, Sarah.

The general
tells me that you have
misgivings, Arthur.

I have always had
misgivings, Charlie.

The Constitution is--

is in my care.

Others before us
have tried to manipulate
the Constitution,

but, Jesus, this thing
makes them look like
a Sunday picnic!

I, uh--

I can't be a part of subverting
the Constitution, Charlie.

Not as a means
to an end,

even if that end is
saving the country itself.

Oh, my.

You should reread
the Constitution, Arthur.

I have.

You unleash
this thing...

how do you know what
will ultimately happen?

Because I control
what happens.

What if something
goes wrong?

Arthur, nothing
is going to go wrong.

You have a backup plan.

I don't want
to hear about that,

including that exercise
this Saturday, you hear?

Very well.

I understand you have
misgivings, Arthur.

What I need to know is

what do you intend
to do about them?

Nothing.

Do I have
your word on that?

Yes.

Damn you!

I respect that,
Arthur.

Lloyd:
Afternoon, General.
Admiral. Come on in.

- Good afternoon, General.
- Oh, Mac, uh, you can sit
this one out.

Therapist:
Colonel, there appears
to be a lot of pressure

at home right now.

Todd talks about you
a great deal.

Seems clear you've always
had a strong relationship.

He's my son
and I love him.

But I don't see
what that's got
to do with this.

Don't you?

Mac:
Look, Doctor,

I'm sure
you're very good
at what you do,

but I don't think
this is getting us
anywhere.

Todd made a mistake.

He's got to deal
with his punishment,
learn from it,

and move on.

Right, Todd?

You and your dad
live by a pretty tough
code of behavior,

don't you, Todd?

Todd:
I guess so.

Therapist:
Let me ask you something.

Did you ever wonder
what would happen

if you failed
to live up to that code?

I'd get in
a lot of trouble.

- Jean: Dr. Jarvis--
- Jarvis: See, maybe
it was possible

you were trying
to test things,

see if your dad
still loved you
just as much,

even after
you got caught.

Todd.

We'll watch the game
together tonight.

You're leaving?

Jean:
Now?

I got to go.
I'm really sorry.

How could you
do this?

I'll be there
for tip-off.

Save me a seat, huh?

Sorry.

( distant siren wailing )

I was just getting
ready to leave.

Anybody but you,
I'd be gone by now.

It wasn't exactly
convenient accommodating
your schedule.

You got exactly
six minutes.

Make it good.

Have you ever heard
of a classified
covert exercise

involving the military
and the CIA called Slam Dunk?

Could the president
have approved
this exercise

without you
having known?

The political answer?
Sure.

The truth? No.

Last Sunday
I learned

that General Lloyd
was operating
a betting pool

over the NBA playoffs.

Pentagon's always
got betting pools.
So what?

The general told me
he doesn't even know
who's playing.

Betsy, that's not
like him.

- He's never
lied to me before.
- ( car horn honks, passes )

The same day,
I noticed that, um...

live ammunition
had been ordered

for this weekend's alert.

So I did some checking,
and I found out two things.

First, that they
were training more
for seizure

than for protection,

second, this live
ammunition was ordered

for this Operation
Slam Dunk.

And?

I talked to the general.

Told him that...

there must have been
a communications glitch,

because I was not
informed of the situation.

And?

He said that
the president wanted to keep
the list short on this one.

Said he'd send me
the file, but he hasn't
shown it to me yet.

Go on.

General Lloyd...

has been meeting
privately

with Secretary Potter,

other members
of the cabinet.

Doesn't add up.

You have absolutely
nothing but your
own conjecture.

Standard exercise
calls for 10,000 men.

This weekend,
we're deploying
100,000 troops

into 12 major cities
of this country.

And there's
one more thing.

What's that?

The troops have been armed
with chemical weapons.

I need to talk
to the president.

Hi.

How are you?
Good to see you.

Man:
And now, our guest
this evening,

Arthur Daniels,

the Attorney General
of the United States.

Always a pleasure,
ma'am.

( applause )

Ambassador.
How are you?

( music playing )

Honey, I'm going to call you
in the morning.

( laughs )

( gasps )

Mr. Daniels!

- ( people gasp )
- Mr. Daniels!

Sir! Sir!

Get him on his back.

( woman screams )

One...

and two, three...

Somebody call
the paramedics.

( crowd cheering )

- Announcer: And slam dunk!
- Come on, man!

Announcer:
The Knicks have tied the game
101 to 101 against the Magic.

- Trying to avoid
the screen...
- No!

Announcer #2:
We interrupt this program
for a special report.

Good evening, this is
Iris Gitter in front of
the Watergate Plaza

in Washington, DC,
where just moments ago,

US Attorney General
Arthur Daniels collapsed
and died

- of an apparent
heart attack.
- Hello?

You can see that the police
are closing off the area.

- People are still leaving...
- Yes, he is. May I ask
who's calling?

- ...that the attorney
general was attending.
- Just a minute.

He had no previous
record of a heart attack
or heart problems.

- Mac, it's for you.
- All right.

Thanks.

Yes?

Betsy:
Our friend would like you
to come for a visit.

East gate,
40 minutes.

Right, 40 minutes.
I'll be there.
Thanks, bye.

- ( dog barking )
- ( engine starts )

Ready?

( knocking )

Mr. President,
Colonel Mac Casey.

Please sit down,
Colonel.

I prefer to stand.
Thank you, sir.

Tell me about
the general.

Sir, this is very
uncomfortable for me

because it concerns
a superior officer that
I admire and respect.

Understood.

The general believes
that war is inevitable...

and the next time
we will lose

because we have lost
our ability to fight.

I'd like to ask you
a question, sir.

Go ahead.

Yesterday
I saw a private memo.

An advanced chemical
disabling weapon called
Reagent Alpha One

had been authorized
for this weekend's alert.

Only the National
Command Authority
can do that, sir.

I didn't order it.

The only other person
with that authority
is Secretary Potter.

Yes, sir.

Now let me ask you
a question.

You believe
General Lloyd is a hero.

Yes, I do.

Can a hero be a traitor?

I'm afraid he could be.

So you think there's
a military plot

to take over
the government.

Naked military takeover?

Not in this country.
The people would never
stand for it.

The men-at-arms are just
regular American kids.

They wouldn't
stand for it either.

There has to be
something more.

The military action
has to be supporting
something,

something within
the law that the people
could accept.

The attorney general...

he died of
a heart attack, sir?

Art Daniels
just had his physical
a week ago at Bethesda.

We asked about it.

He was in perfect health.

The KGB

used to use smoke
and prussic acid.

Death was instantaneous.
Looked like a coronary.

Our boys could have
done the same thing.

You believe Art Daniels
was assassinated?

What I do not believe in,
sir, is coincidence.

Maybe Daniels found out.

Maybe he was even
involved in it.

Maybe he just had
a heart attack.

Maybe.

Mac has a list
of 22 names.

They're the commanders
of the exercise
this weekend.

He thinks
they'll make a move
during the alert.

If it is true,
all you can do is fire
them now.

What about
the other generals?

Do I trust them

just because
Colonel Casey hasn't
found their names yet?

If I fire my top
22 generals,

claim they're traitors
without proof...

You could be impeached.

It's a possibility, sir.

And a chance you might
just have to take.

Mac:
Sir, we don't know
what they're planning

or what they'd do
to protect themselves

if they suspected
that we knew.

They might move it up.
They might go immediately.

We tip our hands
right now,

we are giving up
our tactical advantage
of surprise,

and, frankly, sir,
that is the only advantage
that we have.

And what are we supposed
to do with our tactical
advantage?

We're going
to find out who they are,
what they're planning,

and how to stop them
in 69 hours.

You're career military.

You're General Lloyd's
protégé.

Why didn't you
join them?

They didn't ask me.

If they had?

The military exist

to support and defend
the government,

not to be
the government, sir.

Should I worry
about where your
loyalties lie?

I'm here.

I'm the one who
blew the whistle, sir.

( crickets chirping )

( car alarm chirps )

Good night, sir.

( engine starts )

( engine starts )

( tires squealing )

- ( birds chirping )
- ( dog barking )

- Stop!
- ( gasps )

Sorry.

What time
did you get in
last night?

What?

Mac, you've done
classified work before.

You've always
told me something.

- It's different.
- How?

Is there something
you should let me know?

If I could, I would.

I see.

You run out on us
twice in one night.

You don't come back home
until 3:00 in the morning.

Honey...

For 15 years...

I mean, I ever give you
trouble like that?

I never thought so.

I'm no angel, Jean.

I may be
a lousy father,

but I promise
I'll be there for him.

I'm trying really hard

to believe that.

( overlapping voices )
Good morning, Mr. President.

How does it look
this morning?

Did our colonel
just have a bad dream?

I'm afraid
it's not going
to go away.

Thank you.

What amazes me is

that this thing
hasn't leaked yet.

I want you
to scrub my meeting
with John at the fed.

Throw some smoke
at the press

that I'm working on
foreign affairs
for a change.

Tell me about Casey.
You confident about him?

I've known him
for a long time.

We're making a big bet
on one man.

What do we do, bring back
the national security
adviser from Kiev?

Nope. Charlie Potter
would smell a rat
right off.

I thought Charlie
was my friend.

If we get lucky,
find a guy who's
not a conspirator.

How do we know
he'll even help us?

FBI?
Secret Service?

If Daniels could have
been in on it...

Why not the FBI?

Why not anybody?

We might get a hand from
Daniels' private secretary,
Sarah something.

She's not too bright.

I'll make up a story,
give her a call.

- ( band playing )
- ( cameras clicking )

( phone rings )

- Yeah?
- Woman: Colonel Casey,
please.

Yeah, he's right here.
Hang on. Mac?

Yeah?

Hello?

- Please hold for
the chief of staff.
- Yeah.

Betsy:
The attorney general's
secretary is a Sarah McCann.

You'll be meeting her tonight
at the Justice Department.

- Okay.
- Ninth Street
entrance, 7:00.

That'll give the building
time to clear.

Oh, your name
is Wycliffe, Philip.

I-- I got to go now.
I got to go.

Hey, saw you checking out
of the White House last night.

What are you,
special adviser
to the president?

It wasn't me, pal.

Mac?

Sir?

Did you forget
something, sir?

You've been working
too hard.

Just take care
of this briefing,

and then take
a three-day pass

and spend some time
with the family.

That's an order.

Thank you, sir.

Sarah:
Mr. Wycliffe?

I'm Sarah McCann.

Could he have had
another appointment book?

A private one, maybe?

No. Just that one,
I think.

Did General Lloyd
come here often?

Just that once.

Can you remember
anything about that--

how the general looked
when he went in,

when he came out?

The attorney general's
mood after the meeting?

Well, they fought.

I heard both
of their voices raised
through the door,

but I couldn't hear
any words.

And when they came out,
they were smiling.

Sarah,

could you sit down
for a second?

Thank you.

What did Miss Corcoran
tell you about the situation?

Miss Corcoran
didn't call me.

The president
called me himself.

He said I should
give you anything
you ask for

and to keep this
a secret

because Mr. Daniels
had some enemies

and that you were defending
Mr. Daniels' good name.

He wasn't a perfect man,

but he was a good man.

You see,
the president said

for you to give me
whatever I ask.

But what we're
looking for is a secret.

So I don't know
what to ask.

You know.

This wasn't anything
like Watergate.

This was just
for his memoirs.

And he wouldn't have
written anything

until after everyone
had retired.

And then he
would have handled
everything with...

integrity.

I need the tapes, Sarah.

Especially the ones
from Tuesday.

He didn't
give them to me.

They're at his house,
I think.

Is there anybody there?

No, after the divorce,
he lived--

he lived by himself.

I have a key.

( door closes )

Scorched tapes
and ashes.

Betsy:
Damn! Well, at least
it proves we're right.

This thing does go deeper
than the military.

It proves it to us.
It doesn't prove it
to the country.

Now we're down
to 48 hours.

45.

I'll update
the president.

Okay.

( birds chirping )

What's the matter?
You tired?

You run.
You run home.

Run home now.
Let's go. Go! Go!

I don't have time
to explain. Now, go.

( grunts )

We just want
to talk to you.

( clock chiming )

Colonel Casey!

Who are you?

Call me Jake.

Jake?

Would you prefer Joe?

No.
Jake is fine.

I didn't know you guys
were still in business.

Yes. We Russians
have a great respect
for our traditions.

What am I doing here?

You are Colonel
Lyle MacArthur Casey,

and you are tracking
your own superior,
General Lloyd,

and reporting back
to the White House.

That is why I wish
to speak with you.

We know that you
are facing a conspiracy

in your government,
Colonel.

We wish to help.

President Foster
is a humanitarian,

sympathetic to the plight
of my people.

And a militarily
controlled US

is not in
our best interests.

Fort Benning.

Here is NORAD.

Now Tampa.

Troop movements,
all from this morning.

How'd you get
these photographs?

We accessed your
high-resolution satellite.

Very simple.

Next...

hunting lodge...

Blue Ridge Mountains.

Four meetings
in six weeks--

always these
very same men.

You know, Colonel,

the Pentagon is
the best news manager
in the world.

Your general
has all he needs--

the politicians,

the military,
public opinion,

and the next president.

Vice President Kelly.

Foster:
Walter Kelly.

Why am I not surprised?

And Jack Giddings,

more money than God
and the moral sense
of an ant.

Fire everybody
in sight, the whole
fucking cabinet.

I can't fire
the vice president,

and I can't fire
Jack Giddings.

What's worse,
I can't prove anything.

What about
these photographs?

You want me
to go on TV and say,

"I got these photos
from the Russians
of our bases,

which incriminate
the most popular hero
in the United States."

The vote to impeach
would end gridlock.

It'd be unanimous
and bipartisan.

And then Walter Kelly
waltzes into the Oval Office

through the front door.

We still have
some time, sir.

Go back
to your friends, Mac.

There's got to be more.

Get me some proof
I can use.

We're down to 35 hours.
We have to do something.

I know what I'm doing.

- Yes?
- Man: Excuse me, sir.

The president's
on line one.

Foster:
Good afternoon, General.

Good afternoon,
Mr. President.

General, I'll come
straight to the point.

I want to cancel the alert
this weekend.

If I may, sir, um...

this exercise is vital
to our readiness,

as we discussed.

I agree, General.

I'm not suggesting
we cancel it indefinitely,

but with everything
that's happened,

I want to postpone it.

Well, of course,
the final decision
is up to you, sir,

but I must say I cannot
endorse your decision.

I'd take that under
consideration, General,

but I'm afraid
my decision is final.

I want it canceled.

Good-bye, General.

( clicks, dial tone )

( button clicks )

Bye, Mr. President.

( thunder rumbles )

Priest:
Arthur Daniels had
the same respect for life,

family, and God

as for the law
he swore to uphold.

He left us
a legacy of decency.

Decency in every aspect
of his life.

For those of us
who knew him,

we learned to admire
and respect him.

We shall miss him
greatly.

Let us pray.

Unto Thee, O Lord,
do I lift up my soul.

O, my God,
I trust in Thee.

Let me not be ashamed.

Let not mine enemies
triumph over me.

Let none that wait on me
be ashamed.

Let them be ashamed
which transgress
without cause.

Show me Thy ways,
O Lord,

teach me Thy paths.

Consider mine enemies,

for they are many,

and they hate me
with cruel hatred.

So keep my soul
and deliver me.

Let me not be ashamed,

for I put my trust
in Thee.

- Billy.
- Hey, I thought
you were off.

- Dear Lord...
- I came to see you.

...let Your son,
Arthur Daniels,

be with You today.

Man:
One and...

ready...

aim...

- fire!
- ( gunshots )

Ready...

aim...

- fire!
- ( gunshots )

Ready, aim...

- fire!
- ( gunshots )

Ready, aim...

- fire!
- ( gunshots )

Ready, aim...

- fire!
- ( gunshots )

Try it again.

Present arms.

Order arms.

It's unfortunate
that this was necessary.

We're going to get
our hands dirty

no matter
how antiseptically
we do this.

Billy:
They're shutting it down.

Try it again.

Look, I've already gone
where no lieutenant's
gone before.

Try it again,
Lieutenant.

Colonel,
this ain't kosher.

Damn it, Billy,
you just--

you go have
a cup of coffee, okay?

We're in
agreement.

This thing is a go
for tomorrow.

Colonel.

Lieutenant.

Sir?

Was that
Colonel Casey?

No, sir.

He's on
a three-day pass, sir.

Thank you,
Lieutenant.

Carry on.

Sir.

( cheering )

If I don't get
some hard proof by 8:
00 tomorrow night,

there'll be
no second chances.

We came forward to you.

Why would I hold back
hard proof?

Because it compromises
some other interest
of yours?

Maybe an agent
you have in place?

( spectators cheering )

Jake:
Hypothetically speaking,

if such an agent existed,

I presume
one could bargain.

One can
always bargain.

- Coach: Come on,
all the way now.
- ( bat cracks )

- All the way.
- Man: Oh, yeah!

Jordan almonds.
I'm addicted.

I need a witness
to testify, Jake.

( sighs )
The agent in place

has been a bit
of a problem to us

for reasons
that I cannot say.

Going to the other
side, is he?

Let's just say
emotional problems.

Let me think on this.

The third baseman...

- Umpire: You're out of there!
- ...my child!

( shouts in Russian )

I love this game!

Mac:
The Russians
are hoping for a deal.

Get me proof...

and their agent
goes home.

Yes, sir, I'm to be
contacted on that.

Let's pray it's soon

because with 20 hours to go,
we've got nothing.

The ultimate would be
a confession--

someone inside
the conspiracy.

Why would anybody
do that?

Especially since they'd be
confessing to treason.

Maybe even murder.

( clock chiming )

I keep thinking
about Art Daniels.

One thing
he would never do

is go against
the Constitution.

We live in a highly
evolved democracy.

They're going to have
to do something

to give this thing
the appearance,

the illusion of legality.

Betsy:
Amendment 25,
ratified after Kennedy.

Presidential Disability
and Succession Act,

Section 4.

"Whenever
the vice president"

and a majority of either
the principal officers

"of the executive
departments"--

sound like
the cabinet, sir?

- Foster: Keep reading.
- "Or of such other body"

as Congress may
by law provide,

transmit to the president
pro tempore of the Senate

and the Speaker of
the House of Representatives

their written declaration
that the president

is unable to discharge
the powers and duties
of his office,

the vice president
shall immediately assume

the powers and duties
of the office

"as acting president."

Just by sending
a letter,

you can be removed
from office?

If I write a letter saying
that I am not disabled,

I don't automatically
get my job back.

The other side
gets four days

to say that I am disabled,
which they will,

and then the Congress
gets 21 days to meet
and vote on it.

And through
all that time,

Walter Kelly,

that backbiting...

remains president.

I'll be damned,
that's it.

That's what, sir?

They want a new president
they can control.

The 25th Amendment
makes it legal.

That's their cover.

Kelly:
This letter was delivered
at 8:00 this evening.

Accordingly,
I speak to you now

as your president.

We are going
to try the issues

of Will Foster's mental
and emotional stability.

Not tonight.
These issues will be tried
in the Congress

as required
by our Constitution.

And the system
will work its will
in this crisis

as it has in others.

Every man is imperfect
by nature,

and every nation
throughout history

has been ruled by men.

Every nation but ours.

I have, therefore, decided,

in consultation with
other government leaders,

as a purely
temporary measure,

that for the next 72 hours

there will be
a dusk to dawn curfew.

The writ of habeas corpus
will be suspended
during this time.

Accordingly, I have placed
in the hands of our joint
chiefs of staff--

Potter:
We may want
to change that.

It smells
of a military junta.

When you say
you place the power
into their hands,

there's a sense that
you're giving up control.

Wrong.
You're the president.

They're simply
your traffic cops.

So, I've given an order
to-- I've given orders--

And just lighten up
the tone a little through
this section here.

Let the words
carry the power.

A purely
temporary measure.

They don't like Will Foster
any more than we do,

but he is
the elected president.

You're simply letting them
off the hook.

They'll feel relieved.

That's what
they want to feel.

Nurture that.

Let's do it again.

( band playing )

( indistinct chatter )

Sarah?

Mr. Wycliffe.

When I was a little girl,
if somebody told me

that I was going
to end up as a spy...

Oh, well.

Jake ordered me...

to cooperate
with the president.

That's why I told you
about the tapes.

You got to help us now.

Meaning?

You got to testify
to what's on those tapes.

Well, it won't
prove anything.

Arthur never said
anything incriminating.

No, no.
You're all we've got.

Well, and if the CIA
finds out what I was doing
in the Justice Department,

what's going
to happen to me?

The president promised
you will be protected.

No, no, no, no.
I need to think
about this.

Hey! You're not
listening to me.

You got to tell
the president what
you know now.

No.

- ( gunshot )
- ( people screaming )

Woman:
Oh, my God!

Call 911.

( horn blares )

Jean!

Todd!

Jean!

Todd!
Jean!

Mac?
What's the matter?

Take Todd
and go to your
mother's house.

- Why?
- I don't got time
to explain right now.

- Dad, what's going on?
- Todd, I want you to go
with your mother.

Take care
of your mother, okay?
I'm proud of you.

Let's go! Let's go!
I'm telling you,
it's not safe.

- ( phone rings )
- Don't answer that!

Hello?

Yes, sir.
Dad, it's General Lloyd.

Just go! You got to go!
I love you, but now.

Both of you,
you got to go now!
You got to go now.

Mom, where
are we going?

Mac:
No, you want
to talk to me,

you talk to me
in a public place.

Lloyd:
One hour, you pick it.

Fine.

Hey, don't worry.

Anybody asks, all I saw was
the inside of my empty desk.

What do you mean?

I've been
transferred to Hawaii,
effective immediately.

I put in for it
a few years ago,

but I never
heard anything,
now suddenly...

You take care, okay?

You, too.

( beeping )

( jet flies overhead )

This is symbolic.

We could've met
over a beer

like a couple
of Marines.

I thought it better
we meet here in front
of the Marines who died

defending the things
you're trying to destroy.

Leave the speeches
to the politicians.

If there'll be
any left after you.

( chuckles )

What have you been
doing, Mac?

I've been watching
your covert exercises.

It was agreed that
no one under the rank
of general would know.

That's why you were left
out of the discussions.

Potter is no general.

Jack Giddings
is no general.

You've been managed.

You're not going
to get what you want

unless Potter and Giddings
get what they want.

We all want
the same thing--

a country secure from
foreign aggression.

Well, we can have that
as long as we have a country
worth fighting for.

But who is going
to want to fight

for Jack Giddings
or Potter?

Not me.
You can count me out.

You would stand by
and watch

everything that
we fought and died for

betrayed by a man who
never wore a uniform?

He is the elected
president.

It will be put
to the people

by way of referendum.

We'll still be
a democracy.

No, it will be a scam.

Mac, you are
a fine soldier
and a good man,

but I don't want to see you
make the wrong choice.

You got to stop
this thing, General.

It's too late.

Power will change hands
by constitutional process.

Don't get caught
in the path

of righteous
change, son.

You are a traitor.

This conversation's
academic.

If you'll excuse me,

it's my turn to go
to the White House.

( gunshot )

( snaps )

( gunshot )

( gunshot )

( ticking )

( tires squeal )

( horns honking )

( shouting )

Man on bullhorn:
This is an exercise.

This is only an exercise.

Thank you
for your cooperation.

This is an exercise.

This is only an exercise.

Thank you
for your cooperation.

Mr. President.

It's time.

Bring them in.

Hello, Betsy.

Mr. Secretary.
General.

The president
will see you now.

You've had a long run,
Mr. President,

but it's over.

If you try
to stay in office now,
it will only get worse.

You'll be isolated.

And no one in Congress

is going to risk alienating
the voters by backing you.

If you have any respect
for the office,
you'll resign.

You are some
piece of work.

I'm a patriot,
Mr. President.

Then why the hell
don't you have any faith
in the system of government

you're so hell-bent
on protecting?

You win a mandate
at the ballot box.

You don't steal it
after midnight when
its back is turned.

This game
has been played

everywhere else
in the world.

I guess I just took it
for granted

that it could never
happen here.

I want your resignation,
Charlie.

Walter's,
the cabinet,

the joint chiefs,
every snake in the nest.

Including you, General.

Lloyd:
Why is that,
Mr. President?

Murder, for one.

That's absurd.

Is there anything else?

Treason!

I presume,
Mr. President,

you are prepared
to back up that charge.

I canceled
this weekend's
alert, General.

You have disobeyed
a direct order.

In addition,
you have used
defense funds

to plan a covert
military operation--

designation
Slam Dunk--

whose sole purpose
was to overthrow
the presidency.

I beg your pardon,
Mr. President,

but every
detail for Slam Dunk
was authorized

by your Secretary
of Defense here,

who is in the national
chain of command.

It seems to me,
Mr. President,

that I made a note
in my diary

the day you and I decided
to go ahead with Slam Dunk.

There's nothing
treasonous in that.

What proof do you have
that we're conspiring

to overthrow
the presidency?

I can't fire Walter,
I'm sorry to say,

but both of you
and the rest
of the cabinet

are hereby terminated
forthwith.

You mean, before
we sign the letter?

The letter's already
been sent, Will.

Walter's been president
for over an hour.

Your failures of judgment
can no longer be indulged.

I'll see you
in hell first.

That's a date.

I didn't think
you'd mind.

What have you
got, Mac?

We don't have much time,
Mr. President.

- Go ahead.
- You start calling.

You order back
the troops,

you kill the letter,
and you cancel the telecast.

And when you are
done calling,

this whole thing,
it never happened.

And if we don't,
what are you
going to do?

I'm going to confess.

I'm going to confess
to my complicity
in our plot.

To the press.
To the networks.

A military
plot to overthrow
the government

led by these gentlemen.

I know all the details.

I have a request

for live ammo
for Slam Dunk.

I will explain
how Arthur Daniels
was murdered,

causing his body
to be exhumed.

And I will confess
to the ordered murder

of his secretary
Sarah myself.

"The Post"
will find memos

in General Lloyd's
private code

tucked away in some
very interesting files.

There's a memo
from Lloyd to Daniels.

It sets up
most of the plot,

clear about
my involvement,

and, of course, yours.

Who's going
to believe you?

Nobody knows who you are.

You're just
another colonel.

Mac:
So was Oliver North.

People are funny.

They won't believe
an accusation from
the president,

but they'll believe
a confession from
just about anybody.

You'd go all the way
with this?

Career, family--

you'd lose it all.

I'll lose it all anyway
if you're in charge.

Here's what
we're going to do.

We're going to stagger
the resignations

over the next year.

I'm not going
to fire you.

Not yet.

First, you're going
to stand behind me

while I announce
the general's resignation,

which I want now.

Alert the networks,
get everything ready.

I want to talk
to the nation
in 10 minutes.

I don't propose, General,

that the country
ever find out

just how close you came
to tearing it into pieces.

- Mac.
- Sir.

Thank you.

Make sure the general
carries out my order.

Yes, sir.

Let's go.

You've got some
phone calls to make.

( door opens, closes )

Do you know who
Judas was, Colonel?

Yes.

I know who Judas was.

He was a man I worked for
and once respected

until he disgraced
the four stars
of his uniform.

Foster:
My fellow Americans,

tonight I must announce
with deep regret

that I have asked for
and accepted

the resignation
of General R. Pendleton Lloyd

as chairman of
the joint chiefs of staff.

I have the highest regard
for the general.

However, he recently conceded
to Secretary Potter

and to me

that our differences
are just too great
to reconcile.

That being the case,

I had no choice but to accept
his resignation.

In recent months,

there has been abroad
and in this land

a whisper that we have
somehow lost our greatness.

Well, it is not so.

We must not
allow ourselves

to be persuaded

to exchange our liberties

for anyone else's order.

We must not be dismayed

if democracy,
even in crisis,

is an untidy form
of government.

We are united

in remaining strong
and proud,

peaceful,

and committed
to laying down our lives

for our way of life
if need be.

Thank you.

Good night

and God bless you.

And God bless
the United States of America.

( music playing )