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(dogs bark)

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(man pants)

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(man pants)

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(man pants)

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(man grunts)

(dog growls)

(man screams)

(gurgles)

(dog growls)

(cocks gun)

- Wait.

(speaks in foreign language)

(fires gun)
(man screams)

(man groans)

(man sobs)

- Shh, shh, shh.

- [Man] No, oh, no, no.

(fires gun)

(man screams)

No.

No.

- Donde esta Mendoza?

- No, no mas.

No.

(man speaks foreign language)

No.

No.

No.

(speaks foreign language)

Roberto, Roberto Assanti.

(thud)
(man screams)

(man pants)

(Roberto speaks
foreign language)

(Roberto speaks in
foreign language)

- (speaks in foreign language)

(speaks in foreign language)

(man sobs)

(knife falls to ground)

(gunfire)

(tense music)

- [Roberto] You'll be
seeing your sister soon.

(Erica gasps)

- Yes.

Why were those men killed?

- It was necessary.

- They were our people,
they were comrades.

Mendoza says they
will hunt us down,

he says they will destroy
everything we have worked for.

- Mendoza is a fool.

- Roberto,

tell me the truth.

- The truth is...

(opens knife)
(Erica gasps)

- No! (screams)
(tense music)

- That you know too much.

- But you must let me talk

to the American
ambassador immediately.

Tell him what I have told you,

but for God's sake, tell him!

It is a matter of great
importance, I assure you.

(dog barks)

(speaks in foreign language)

(speaks in foreign language)

(gunfire)

(gunfire)

- [Man] Mendoza.

- [Mendoza] No.

(fires gun)

(chickens cluck)

- [Aide] Senor
Mendoza, are you there?

Hello? Senor Mendoza?

This is the ambassador's office,

Senor Mendoza, are you there?

(car honks horn)

- Who else has seen
this at the FBI?

- The director and
myself, Mr. President.

- What about the CIA?

- Myself, the director,

and the assistant director,
Dawson, Mr. President.

- Why didn't they
find it last year

when they searched the wreck?

- [FBI Chief] It dropped
more than a mile away

along with some pieces
of the aircraft.

- Maybe it's a plant.

- I don't think so, sir.

It was in a locked briefcase.

We analyzed the handwriting,

it's the vice
president's signature.

- (sighs) Why would the vice
president of the United States

pull something like this?

- Because he thought he
could get away with it.

- That was uncalled
for, Deitrich.

- Jerry, you're
getting paranoid,

Toronto's a piece of cake.

- That's what they
said about Dallas.

- Excuse me, Mr. President,

Herb Morris and Jerry O'Connor
are outside to see you.

- Not now.

- They seem to feel
it is very important

that they speak with you, sir.

- Well, what's it about?

- It's about this.

All right, you got five minutes,

and make it count.

- Hello, Herb.

How's your wife?

- Fine, thanks.

- Jerry.
- Mr. President.

- Well, gentlemen?

- Mr. President,

I have a friend that works

for the American
Embassy in Argentina.

About a week ago,

they received a call from
a high-ranking member

of the Mano Verdo.

- The what?

- It's a Marxist organization,

it operates throughout
South America.

- All right, go on.

- Well, sir, the man wanted
to talk to the ambassador,

but he was shot before they
could put the call through.

He mentioned your
visit this week,

and, excuse me, sir, the
name of this man here,

Roberto Assanti.

- Assanti's dead,

he died with Guevara in Bolivia.

- His body was never found.

- If he was still around,
we'd have heard of it.

- My contact said
they called the CIA,

but your boys
weren't interested.

- I wonder why.

- So did I when I
heard the story.

- Educated at MIT, the Karsop
Institute in Leningrad,

fought with Castro,

Guevara's political
commissar in Bolivia,

and a hero to millions
of South Americans,

he's quite a fellow.

- He's reputed to be the man

behind Devaliya's assassination.

- You really think this man
is still alive, O'Connor?

- Everything points
to it, Mr. President.

- Everything meaning
questionable intelligence.

- There's nothing questionable
about the three bodies

that were found outside
of Pineiro's last week.

One of them was a known
associate of Assanti's,

Mr. President,

an ex-weatherman
named Erica Steiner.

Her throat was cut.

- For Christ's sake,
O'Connor, so what?

So the silly girl gets
herself involved with pros

and gets her throat cut,

happens all the time.

She was probably running drugs.

- I doubt that.

She and her sister Linda

were political activists
as far back as the '60s,

no drug record.

- Well, simply because--

- I don't think you--

(Herb clears throat)

- Gentlemen, assuming that
this man is still alive,

and assuming that
he has something

planned for me on the eighth,

what do you propose to do?

- We notify all ports
of entry in the RCMP.

It's their jurisdiction.

- Mr. President, we'd like to
change your route to Toronto,

add more security.

- If we could avoid the crowds,
sir, the outdoor events,

I think--

- All right, I'll take your
advice under consideration,

thank you, thank you, gentlemen.

- What the hell are
you trying to prove

going up against a
guy like Deitrich?

- He's covering his ass.

The CIA had orders to terminate
Assanti, they blew it.

- Jerry!

If ever you wanna become
head of this service,

you had better learn
to play politics.

- (scoffs) The president's
life's in danger,

you want me to brown-nose?

- Jerry!

Jerry.

- Our two great nations

must now develop a
unified energy program,

which will make our nations
independent of the oil cartels.

- It's cluttered.

- [Adam] It is, isn't it?

Mm.

- Toronto is an interesting
city, they tell me.

- Yeah, so they say.

On a good day, it'd be nice
to get out and drive around.

- In what kind of car?

- Why?

(soft music)

- My hair. (chuckles)

Riding in those open cars

takes more lacquer
than a Chinese chest.

- Nice try, kid.

You been talking to O'Connor?

- Oh, please, don't--

- Herb Morris?

- Adam, please--

- If it was up to those guys,

I'd be riding around
in a Sherman tank.

But I have to be
out in the open,

where I can see people,
talk to them, touch.

- Adam, I can't go on
like this any longer.

Flinching every time I
hear a motorcycle backfire.

- All right.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- All right.

(train rumbles)

(train brakes)

(tense music)

- You okay?

- I'm sorry, did I hurt you?

- No, I'm okay.
- Are you all right?

- Which way are you going?

- I'm just trying
to get out of here.

- Over there.

To your left.

- Where?

- Want some help?

(Harvey sighs)

(Harvey hums "Hail
to the Chief")

(soft music)

(knock at door)

- Excuse me, sir,

the vice president is
here to see you now.

- (sighs) Fine, send him in.

- Adam, I find this incredible.

With all due respect,

I fail to see what concern
this private communication is

to the director of the FBI,

or the president of
the United States.

- Ethan,

and I'm reading from the letter,

"I couldn't let the day go by

"without letting you know
how much I appreciate

"this latest expression
of your thoughtfulness.

"Beth gave me the package
you sent around last night--"

- Joe was a friend.

- What do you expect me to
believe this package was?

A bunch of bananas?

- No.

- How much was it then?

(Ethan sighs)

How much?

- $25,000.

But I put it in the
bank, it's still there.

- Ethan, I want
you off the ticket.

I can't have some
newspaper hotshot

blowing this thing up into
another Watergate, I'm sorry.

I want your resignation on this
desk by the time I get back.

- You helped to put that
man in the White House,

it should've been you, not him.

Now you've gotta
fight him, Ethan!

- I can't, it would
split the party.

- Damn the party!

All those sons of bitches

are out there
sitting on the fence!

- Honey, that's the
way the game is played.

I knew the rules
when I got into it.

- There are no rules, Ethan,
but the ones you make.

Besides, what's $25,000
to Joe Springlass?

He was enormously wealthy.

- Well, according to the FBI
and the Treasury Department,

Joe was enormously wealthy

because he was using his company

to import illegal
drugs in partnership
with organized crime.

(Ethan sighs)

I thanked him for his
latest thoughtfulness.

Well, what am I supposed to say,

that I was talking about our
anniversaries and birthdays?

If you were a reporter
for The Washington Post,

would you buy that?

- Damn you, Ethan.

God damn you!

- You got any lights in here?

(tense music)

Linda?

I'm sorry about your sister.

There was an ambush, she
got caught in the crossfire,

and she was shot in the back
as she tried to reach us.

- [Linda] Bastards.

- Linda,

Linda,

we'll make 'em pay for it.

(plane whirs)

- Chief MacKenzie.

- Mr. O'Connor,
welcome to Toronto.

- Thank you, my
assistant, Michael Komski.

- Mr. Komski.

- Nice to be here.

- Well, the car's waiting.

- [Jerry] Chief,
have you received

the fact sheets on Assanti?

- [MacKenzie] Mm.

I've passed 'em over

to Chief Superintendent
Bradley of the RCMP.

He's a good man.

(door opens)

- The rear compartment
is composed of two walls.

On the outside is a steel wall,

and on the inside is
a fake plywood wall

which is painted
to look like steel.

Now between these two walls,

I've hooked up heat
sensors, three per wall,

movement sensors, in case
they try to move the truck,

and an electrified grid.

Now in the cab,

you'll find the control panel
for all of these things.

It has individual switches
and a master switch.

- Where does the
explosives fit in?

- They're interconnected

to the three systems
which I just described.

Plus, the remote receivers,

which have antennas in
the front and the back.

- Well, what are you
trying to tell me, that--

- The frequency
can be jammed, yes.

Which is why I suggest that
you keep in visual contact

with the vehicle at all times.

- What is the
density of the grid?

- Well, that's something that
I had a little problem with.

I couldn't get enough
of the commercial stuff,

so I had to...

There's a lotta
paranoid people around,

I had to wire it up myself.

- You did what?

- I had to wire it up myself,

with what I had.

- Well, how much
wire did you use?

- There's a thousand feet
of wiring in that truck!

- What am I working here with?

- It took me a week to do it!

- Roberto,

Harvey has worked
very hard on this,

and he's done an excellent job.

- This vehicle is impregnable!

Do you know what that means?

That means that once that
master switch is thrown,

there's no way into it.

No way.

(tense music)

- Harvey, I'd like you to
be by my side tomorrow.

- Is this the one?

- Yes, that's Assanti.

Do you have his fact sheet?

- We didn't distribute it.

- Why not?

- CIA report lists
him as deceased.

- Can you have that photograph
with a fact sheet printed up

for all security
personnel for tomorrow?

- Look, my men are already
overloaded with fact sheets.

- Oh, I can appreciate that.

- Now, if the agency
is worried about him--

- Let's do it.

Just to be on the safe side.

- All right.

(country music)

- It's frightening, isn't it?

A giant step,

an irrevocable step.

- But necessary.

America needs to learn humility.

Our leaders are all so arrogant.

Maybe this will show them

just how vulnerable
they really are.

- Perhaps.

- [Radio Announcer] Hi, we're
back on Twilight Country,

and I sure do appreciate
your company tonight.

Now here's our homegrown queen
of country, Miss Wynonna Lee,

and her newest hit-bound
release, "Do You Dream?"

- Erica used to
write me about you.

She said you fought
with Guevara in Bolivia.

- For a short time.

- He was a great man.

What was he like?

- Like you or me,

a man dedicated to
the destruction of
capitalist tyranny.

Ah, that sounds too strident.

He was a man that was interested
in justice for all men.

- Could I have a cigarette?

- There you go.

- Thanks.

She loved you.

- That so hard to believe?

- No.

Not at all.

(locks handcuffs)
(tense music)

(Linda groans)

(Linda groans)

(Linda groans)

(Linda moans)

- Presidents can never
be fully protected

from every potential threat.

The Secret Service's
difficulties vary

with the nature of the
occupant of the presidency

and his willingness to conform
with plans for his safety.

The president that I
am sworn to protect

is very often careless
with his safety.

That's why I am asking,

pleading with you for
your total cooperation,

total alertness tomorrow.

Ever since Dallas,

we have been indoctrinated
with the idea

of assassination attempts
being made from a distance.

Nothing could be
further from the truth.

And I suggest Bobby Kennedy
and George Wallace as examples.

Facts are,

most assassination attempts
are made at close quarters,

10, maybe 15 feet at the most.

So don't waste your time looking
for the suspicious bulge,

the bomb, the gun,

concentrate on the faces,

only the faces.

You'll see it in the eyes,

something weird about the mouth,

something about the face
itself that doesn't quite fit.

That'll be all, gentlemen,
thank you very much.

(indistinct chatter)

- [Man] That's a
hell of a slideshow.

- [Man] Yeah, let's go
have a beer. (chuckles)

- [Man] Hold it in, Sergeant,
and I don't mean your stomach.

- Considerations at least
lurk in the background

of most important
decisions made today.

- Mr. President?

- Oh, come in, Herb.

- Mrs. Scott.
- Hi, Herb.

- I had a call from
Jerry O'Connor,

it seems that not
much has been done

about that Assanti
thing, you know?

- Oh, yeah, well, uh, I
talked to Deitrich again,

he still thinks the
intelligence is pretty raw.

And even assuming
the man is alive,

we have no idea what he's after.

- I think it's safe to
assume if he's alive,

he's after you.

- Uh-huh.

Well, Kennedy said it,

"If they want you badly
enough, they're gonna--"

- [Herb] Get you.

- Mm.

Yeah, I bet every one
of us back to Lincoln

has thought about it.

Are you okay?

- Oh, yes, yes,
I'm fine, I'm fine.

- Herb, I'm sorry I
don't see it your way,

but this trip is too
important to run scared.

- Oh, well,

I understand.

Mrs. Scott.

- Herb.

- [Woman] Oh no! (gasps)

- [Man] Herb, what happened?

(tense music)

- Well, well, well, well,
what a big, big day.

The big day is here, here we go.

- Harvey, relax.
- Here we go.

What?
- Relax!

- I am relaxed, what
are you talking about?

I'm completely relaxed.

Ah, it's really good to see
you two getting along so well.

- Well, you certainly
have a lovely city.

- Aye, you'll have to admit,
we've given you a lovely day.

- I hate to tell
you this, Chief,

but a lovely day for a
presidential appearance

is in a heavy rain.

(tense music)

(gun clicks)

- Now if there's any
more of that nonsense,

the pair of you will find
yourself on traffic detail

for the rest of your
modern days, understood?

- [Sniper] Loud and clear, sir.

- [Woman] Special
Agent O'Connor,

we have a top priority
message from Air Force One,

report to Toronto International
Airport immediately.

- Roger.

- The CIA does not have any
authority in this matter.

- I'm sorry, Calvin,

but I think we do have
authority in this matter.

O'Connor doesn't have
the goddamn experience.

- Jerry O'Connor is
the senior man here.

And he's the only
one fully briefed

on all aspects of security.

- Well, if you ask me,

you are making a big mistake
putting O'Connor in charge.

- The president
wants it that way.

- Calvin,

it's a mistake.

(country music)

- See? Everything's
going real smoothly.

- What's that?

- What?

What's what?

- That.

- Looks like the
engine's overheating.

Ooh, a problem.

Problem.

- Did you fill it?

- I filled it, yeah.

- Are you sure?
- Why?

- Well?
- It must be...

I did.

- Just slow down.

- [Adam] We are in a situation
that's becoming critical,

and will certainly not improve,

and it would be
foolish, of course,

for us not to look for
alternate sources of energy.

We've got to explore the
energy sources of the Sun.

The wind, there
are, for example,

there have been some
suggestions made

that we should go
back to wind ships.

You can achieve something
like 20 knots under sail,

- I think we need some water.

- [Adam] 18 knots under sail.

There are a lot of
things we can do,

we can wear long underwear,
for heaven's sakes.

When I was a kid, we wore
long underwear to keep warm.

The homes weren't heated
the way they are now,

I mean, I spent
a lot of the time

on a farm when I was a kid,

and I used to sleep
upstairs under the eaves.

When I woke up in the winter,

- Whoa, we got a problem here.

- [Adam] I kept a window
open a little bit.

- Problems?

- Yep.

Oh yeah, we got problems,
lots of problems.

- Watch it, you'll
fry your hands.

- Oh, thanks.

- What are you carrying?

- Egg foo young.

- That's a new one.

- (chuckles) Actually,
it is egg foo young.

- [Attendant] Here's your water.

- Thank you.

- Money and
confidential records.

- [Officer] She's an
old one, isn't she?

- [Harvey] Oh yeah, she's an
old one, oh yeah, real old.

(knocks on door)

(officer whistles)

(cocks gun)

- [Adam] And I think
we gotta get back

a more direct relationship.

Just put on an
extra pair of socks.

- What's your route?

- That's none of your business.

- Downtown, Eaton's
Department Store.

- Well, you better
get a move on,

they're cording
off that whole area

for the presidential visit.

- [Harvey] That's right.

- What the hell's that?

- What's what?

- That.

Jim!

(officer groans)

(fires gun)

I'm sor--

(gun fires)

I said I was...
(dog barks)

- What the hell's
going on out here?

(upbeat music)

- Shoot him.

Shoot him!

Shoot!

(fires gun)

Give me the gun, get inside!

Move it!

(fires gun)

(explosion)

(fires gun)

- What are we gonna
do without Harvey?

- Carry on.

(fire blazes)

How much time do we have left?

- 48 minutes.

- [Radio Announcer]
Hey, we'll get back

to the music in just a second.

I've just been handed a
special announcement for you,

the president of the
United States will arrive

at the Toronto International
Airport as scheduled,

however, a bit of a mix-up here,

the presidential motorcade
is gonna be delayed

just about a half an hour

due to a reported mishap
aboard Air Force One.

And they'll now arrive
at Nathan Phillips Square

just about three o'clock

instead of the original
scheduled time,

which was about30, I believe.

(siren wails)

(airplane whirs)

(tires screech)

- Attention!

- Thank you, gentlemen.

Eddie.

Well, looks like
you're in charge

of protecting these tired
bones now, O'Connor.

Sorry about the circumstances.

- Don't worry, Jerry,
Herb will be all right.

- I suggest we
use the closed car

for the motorcade,
Mr. President.

- Well, O'Connor, the prime
minister thought I might enjoy

a breath of clean Canadian air,

might be diplomatic if
we accede to his wishes.

- You make the
decisions, Mr. President.

- That's true, and I'll
go right on making 'em.

- Yes, sir.

- Oh, yes.

Perhaps this is a
good point in time

to remind you, O'Connor,

that the Secret Service was
designed for the president,

not the president for
the Secret Service.

- I understand, sir.

- Then let's get going.

(cheering and applause)

("Hail to the Chief")

(cheering and applause)

(tense music)

(radio chatter)

(radio chatter)

(upbeat patriotic music)

(tense music)

(sirens wail)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

- Look, pal, would
you move this thing?

I gotta get through here.

- You can't get through
here, it's out of bounds.

- What do you mean I
can't get through here?

- The president is coming.

- Look, I just wanna get in here

and deliver this
money and go home.

- Look, man, I'm sorry,
you can't get through.

- Look, I've got
$50,000 in this truck,

to deliver to these people,

do you wanna be
responsible for that?

- Okay, okay, okay.

- I didn't mean to yell.

- All right.
- Thanks.

- Hey, Carter, you see that?

- Yeah, Bank's,

must be coming to
the store here.

- Are they scheduled?

- Let me look.

I don't show Bank's at all.

I think I better call it in.

(sirens wail)

- We don't show a Bank's
truck at Eaton's, Komski.

Call the chief
dispatcher at Bank's,

find out what the
hell is going on.

- All right.

(pounds on door)

- [Reporter] With the
election coming up,

this trip is seen
as a move to prop up

the administration's sagging
foreign policy on energy,

and to secure bile
and petroleum imports

from Canada and Mexico.

(crowd cheers)

The Mexican ambassador
is also scheduled

to meet with the prime
minister later this afternoon.

(soft music)

(crowd cheers)

(toilet flushes)

(crowd cheers)

- The truck looks
empty, sir, and locked.

- [MacKenzie] You stay
with that truck, Willis.

Get someone to find the driver.

- Roger.

(upbeat music)

- All right, Miss Martinelli,
10 seconds, please.

- Where do you
think you're going?

- I'd like to get a reaction
from the American president

for the Mexican press.

Look, I'm the Mexican press.

- You Mexican?

- Si, senor.

- Behind the line.

- This is Valerie Martinelli,
at Nathan Phillips Square.

Excuse me, madame,

would you please tell
me what you think

of the president's
visit to Toronto?

- Oh, I think it's wonderful.

(crowd cheers)

- Yes, I agree.

Excuse me, but I can
see the president now.

(crowd cheers)

- [Willis] Mr. O'Connor, sir?

We've searched Eaton Center,

but we can't find
the driver, sir.

- [Jerry] Stay with it,
Willis, stay with it.

- Hey!

Who are you and
what are you doing?

Open up!

(gun fires)

(truck starts)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)
(crowd cheers)

(bell gongs)
(crowd cheers)

(bell gongs)

("Hail to the Chief")

- Mr. President, Mrs. Scott.

- [MacKenzie] Jerry.

- MacKenzie, repeat that,
please, I can't hear you.

- Jerry, it's MacKenzie
here, do you read me?

Jerry, come-- (breaks up)

Jerry?

- Repeat, please,
you're breaking up.

- Jerry, Jerry,

that Bank's truck is
moving towards the Square.

(crowd cheers)

Jerry, do you read me?

- MacKenzie, repeat,
I can't hear you.

I can't hear you.

- The Bank's truck is
moving towards the Square.

- Well, don't let that
bloody truck get any further.

Jesus Christ!

Come on, you guys,
get back a little.

Get these people back!

Get them back!

- Mrs. Scott, smiling radiantly,

is wearing a cream wool coat
with a silver fox collar.

(tense music)

(gunfire)

(gunfire)

(gunfire)

(crowd cheers)

- How are you today?

Hello.

- Jesus, no.

- Nice to be here.

Hi, how are ya?

Hello.

- [Roberto] Hello,
Mr. President, I'm
the Mexican press.

- [Adam] Nice to
see ya. (chuckles)

- [Roberto] Mexican press.

- Oh, hi, how are ya?

(woman gasps)

(tense music)

- Get back, get
back, it's dynamite!

Back!

- Hold fire, hold fire.

- Hold it, everybody,
or I'll blow us all up!

Back!

(explosion)

(people scream)

- Adam!

Adam!

(people scream)

(tense music)

- Hold fire.

Nobody shoots.

Nobody shoots!

- Fuck.

(gunfire)
(tense music)

(gunfire)

- Order them to cease fire.

- Goddammit, I said cease fire.

Cease fire!

Cease fire!

Cease fire!

- This is, this is ridiculous,

this man isn't gonna
blow himself up.

Come on, O'Connor, arrest
him, get this thing off me.

- One move and we're all dead.

(tense music)

- O'Connor?

- Assanti.

- I'm taking this
man to that truck.

- The hell you are.

- Please do as he says.

I know this man.

- I have a friend in the
Square with a remote device,

the same device that
detonated the first explosion.

Now if I'm not moving
towards that truck

in a matter of seconds,

there'll be a much
larger explosion,

and your president will be dead!

- Get these people out of here.

Everybody stand
back, give him room.

Now let's move
towards the truck,

slowly.

(siren wails)

Nice and slow.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Nice and easy.

- You're nuts, you know?

You'll never get away with this.

- Please do as he
says, Mr. President.

- But you won't.
- Back!

- Back off, come on, back off!

- Move!

(siren wails)

- Well, what do you want?

- Everything will be explained

as soon as we're in the truck.

- Do we let him put
him in that truck?

- We don't have
any other choice.

He's wired with
enough explosives

to blow up half the Square,

and somebody out there is
holding a backup detonator.

- Well?

- All right.
- No.

- Please, Mr. President,
this man is Roberto Assanti,

believe me, he
means what he says.

- You listen to
him, Mr. President.

- Goddammit!

- Just open the door and
I'll follow you in, slowly.

Remember, don't you do anything
that might alarm my friend.

(siren wails)

(Adam groans)

Sit down!

(Adam coughs)

(tense music)

(sirens wail)

(tense music)

(indistinct chatter)

- Let this guy through.

Let him through.

- Move, move.

- What's going on?

You didn't let that man take
the president inside the truck?

- He's got 30 sticks of
dynamite strapped to his chest.

- Christ almighty.

O'Connor, I'm taking over.

- Mr. Deitrich, isn't it?

- Who the hell are you?

- MacKenzie, Chief of Police,

and you're not taking over
anything, Mr. Deitrich, I am.

Jack,

get all those people back.

I want this whole area cleared,

and get the bomb squad
here on the double.

- Now, look, Chief, listen,

that is the American
president inside that truck.

He is our president,
our responsibility.

- He's in my country,
Mr. Deitrich,

and this is
Metropolitan Toronto,

you have no jurisdiction here.

I think Mr. O'Connor and I

are quite capable
of handling this.

- I want everybody to
remain calm, very calm,

and let's clear the
Square completely.

(truck accelerates)

(gun fires)
(tense music)

(fires gun)
(people scream)

Komski, get him.

(people scream)

Stay with the truck!

- I'll stick with the truck!

- Stick with it, stick
with it, come on, move up!

Move up, Jack!

Let's get going on this.

(people cough)

(people cough)

(people cough)

- Couple of you
guys at that door.

(people cough)

(people cough)

- [Officer on Megaphone]
Clear the Square,

please clear the
Square immediately.

- Leave those people on the
south side of the street.

And keep those police
officers away from them,

just leave them where they are.

- I just don't like
leaving these crowds there.

- It's a cover for
his confederate.

(tense music)

- The President of the
United States is my prisoner.

He is unharmed and
will leave unharmed

just as long as my
instructions are followed.

This truck contains a large
quantity of high-explosives.

It also contains sophisticated
electronic equipment.

Any attempt to tamper with
it will cause it to detonate.

I assure you, this
truck is unassailable.

This action is being
taken on behalf

of the People Expressive Army,

on behalf of all of those

who gave their lives in
the fight for freedom.

(tense music)

- You won't get away
with this, you know?

- You might be right.

But then again, your
fate hinges on mine,

and in the end,

that's all that matters.

Isn't it?

(Roberto chuckles)

The president of
the United States.

- What do you want?

- First, I want an escort to
room 417 of that building.

Now.

Someone is liable
to get impatient,

and that could be
fatal for all of us.

- Cuff him.

- MacKenzie here, we're
bringing him up to headquarters.

I want the wing kept clear.

(indistinct chatter)

- It's unbelievable
in this day and age.

- Yes, isn't it?

- [Officer on Megaphone]
Would the people

on the south side of the Square

please remain where they are

until directed
otherwise by the police.

Please remain behind the
police barriers and stay calm.

Do not panic.

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

- This is Charles Evans,
reporting from the White House.

- [Ethan] Do we know
what they want yet?

- Reaction from around the world

has been one of shock.
- What?

- In Moscow,
- What about Mrs. Scott?

- the Russian premier
has expressed horror.

- All right, assemble
the Cabinet immediately.

- What's going on, Ethan?

- Somebody's kidnapped
the president.

- Who, the Russians?

- Some crackpot
from South America.

(knock at door)

Who is it?

- [Aide] Mr. Richards,
your car is waiting, sir.

- I'll be right out.

- Well, honey, I guess that
makes you the acting president.

(door opens)

(door closes)

(siren wails)

- Mr. O'Connor, this is a very
delicate political situation,

the implications of which

we cannot even
begin to comprehend.

- I realize that, sir.

Right now though, there's
only one thing on my mind,

to get the president
out of that truck.

Mr. Prime Minister,

I need you to cut through
the red tape for me.

- Are you suggesting that
we turn over the direction

of a Canadian law
enforcement body

to an agent of
the US government?

- Yes.

Unless you wanna see various
officers and agencies

tossing this time
bomb back and forth.

- How do you plan to
handle this terrorist?

- I must have exclusive
authority to deal with him,

while we're looking for
a way into the truck.

If he smells that we're
trying to stall him,

he could hit the button on us.

- And if you don't succeed?

Do you pay him off?

- That's not up to me, sir,
that's up to the Cabinet.

(siren wails)

(prime minister sighs)

- All right, Mr. O'Connor.

If you want the
responsibility, proceed,

but quietly.

Quietly.

- Thank you.

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

I have been assigned to try
and work out this problem.

- There's no problem,
Mr. O'Connor.

My demands are simple and
relatively simple to meet.

First, $100 million.

- 100 million?

In used, unmarked bills
of small denomination?

That'll take me about a
week and fill a moving van.

- No, no, no, no cash.

- No?

Let's see, 100 million
will weigh about, um--

- 12 ton,

no gold.

Diamonds.

- Diamonds.

I'll try.

- Oh, you'll manage somehow.

Second, two Buffalo
transport planes

with extra fuel tanks and crew.

One for myself and one
to spread a radar chaff

as it flies ahead of mine.

- I have no authority
to meet those demands.

- (chuckles) Oh, I'm fully
aware of that, Mr. O'Connor,

but I'm quite sure
you'll pass them on

to someone with that authority.

- You can be sure of that.

- Good.

Well, while you do that,

I have to appear
at a certain window

and make my presence known.

- What?

- Room 417.

See, my friend
outside needs to know

that no harm has come to me.

Every half hour,

I must appear at that
window and give a signal,

looking very much alive.

Don't worry, Mr. O'Connor,

nothing will happen
to your president,

just as long as you comply.

Now you have until midnight
or I'll detonate that truck.

(birds chirp)

- Jerry, I've just had a
briefing on the situation

from the State Department,

and I have called a Cabinet
meeting for six o'clock,

but I want an update from
you before they arrive.

What's the latest on
this Assanti character?

- He wants two escape planes
and 100 million in diamonds.

- Very interesting.

And what have you told him?

- Nothing.

I'm stalling,

he's got a confederate in
the crowd with a detonator.

- Jerry, if we can't
find any other solution,

do you think we should pay him?

- Well, um...

It's, um,

always been my belief that we
should drive home the point

that the presidency never dies.

I mean,

the man may,

even a president as
internationally-respected

as President Kennedy,

but the presidency skips a beat

and goes on.

- Yes, you're absolutely right.

I don't know what some of our

more opportunistic
adversaries might do

if they discover
we're insecure enough

to hand over 100 million

to a bunch of Banana
Republic terrorists.

What's your sense of this man?

Can we stall long?

- [Jerry] I think he could
kill the president if we do.

- Well, what would he
gain by doing that?

- He'll become a
martyr to the cause.

Either way, we lose.

If he gets away with this,

he'll be a hero to his people

and have 100 million
to finance revolutions

all over South America.

- If we pay,

can we trust him not to
detonate the truck anyway?

- He's a terrorist, sir,

he could kill the president.

- I'll be back to you.

(hangs up)

- [Officer on
Megaphone] Please remain

behind the police
barriers and stay calm.

People from the south
side of the Square,

please remain where they are
until directed otherwise.

(tense music)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(typewriter types)

- I want a team working on

the electronics of
that detonating system

and try and find
a way to jam it.

Report to me every half hour.

- Sure thing.

- [Jerry] What's the word
on the Buffalo aircraft?

- They're available.

- Range, speed?

- Well, with the extra
tanks he's asked for,

the range is 3,500 miles.

Speed is 230 miles an hour.

That plane could
land him anywhere.

- He's thought of everything.

What about the radar chaff?

- Well, depending on how
far ahead it's traveling

and the dispersal pattern used,

he could be anywhere in a four
or 500-mile cloud of stuff

that no radar could penetrate.

- Damn.

Have them standing by.

- Okay.

- I've gotta find his ace
in the hole, whoever he is.

- Correction, whoever she is.

I just had the report
from the forensic lab,

the hairs found in the Bank's
hat in the underground garage

belonged to a female.

(tense music)

- A female?

- A blonde.

- Have your boys in Argentina
run a check on Erica Steiner.

Blindfolded pictures of the
body, closeups of the face,

and get me some pictures
of Linda Steiner too.

- "In the event
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."

Mr. Vice President.

- If there's no objection,
I prefer to remain here,

Mr. Chief Justice.

May we ask you to stay

and lend your presence to
our deliberations, John?

- [John] Certainly, sir.

- Since this is a
Treasury matter,

I'll let Chet Harrison
fill you in on the details.

- The details are
brief and unpleasant.

They've got Adam
in that damn truck,

and they're
threatening to kill him

if we don't pay a
hundred-million-dollar ransom,

in diamonds.

Now I've already contacted

several diamond
brokers in New York,

and they tell me it won't
take more than half an hour

to get the diamonds together.

- Jesus, Chet, you sound like
you're ready to pay for it.

- Well, why the
hell shouldn't we?

- Because you're setting
a precedent here.

You can't let a handful of thugs

Mickey Mouse the national
government like that.

- Oh, come on.

(indistinct chatter)
- I think we oughta

sit down and discuss it.

(indistinct chatter)
- You don't know

what you're talking about.

(indistinct chatter)

You don't know what
you're talking about.

(indistinct chatter)

(thunder rolls)

(siren wails)

(tense music)

(thunder rolls)

- Oh, for the love of God,

I've heard nothing
but specious arguments

for the last 40 minutes.

Now look, there's a
motion on the floor,

so call the question.

- The question's been called,

the motion is to pay the ransom,

all those in favor?

Opposed?

- That's that.

Ethan's vote breaks the tie.

The terrorists get what
they deserve, nothing.

- I really take exception

to you casting my
vote for me, Saul,

particularly when you
haven't the faintest idea

of which way I prefer to go.

I actually have three options:

to vote for the motion,
to vote against it,

or to declare a conflict
of interest and abstain,

am I right, Mr. Chief Justice?

- Quite right.

- I promise you at
the proper time,

and if it becomes necessary,

I will not abstain.

At the moment, however,

I would like to invoke
this alternative

to allow the Secretaries of
State and Interior to vote.

They will both be in
Washington within the hour.

If there's no objection,

this meeting is adjourned
until eight o'clock.

- Just one more
item, Mr. Chairman.

I have a quote here

from the Congressional
investigation

into hijackings in 1974,

so it has considerable
pertinence.

In response to the assertion

that if one were inflexible
in dealing with hijackers,

innocent passengers might
well lose their lives,

this answer was
made, and I quote:

"Better to take that risk
than to reward criminals

"and encourage future crime.

"You do not bend the
knee to the tyrant,

"be he petty or be he strong."

These words were
uttered by, uh...

- Your chairman.

Eight o'clock.

Promptly, please.

(indistinct chatter)

(indistinct chatter)

(dramatic music)

- I simply don't understand

why Saul Malone would
do a thing like that,

why he would deliberately
embarrass you

by quoting something
you said years ago.

- Honey, it's something
I've said and believed in

all my political life.

Saul didn't have to go
back to 1974 for that.

- Then why did he have
to bring it up at all?

(Ethan sighs)

- Honey, you just
don't understand.

Saul was setting
things up for me.

What Saul is telling the Cabinet

is that if I vote not
to pay the ransom,

it's because that's
one of the principles

I've stood for all my life,

and not just--

- Just because you
want to be president.

You do want the presidency,
don't you, Ethan?

- I've wanted the presidency
all my life, but not this way.

- Honey, let's just say that,
uh, the president gets killed,

oh, God forbid it should happen,

and this Springlass
thing comes up,

you're gonna look
like a murderer in a
lot of people's eyes.

Ethan, your motives have
got to be questioned.

You're the only one
that can save him,

and if you do, the people
are gonna remember that.

I mean, when nobody
else knew what to do,

Ethan Richards stepped up
and saved a man's life.

And he's got to be
beholden to you, honey,

Springlass or no Springlass.

And the people are going
to remember next time.

- You know, honey, I've been
in politics for over 30 years,

and nobody's wanted the
presidency more than me,

but all I've got to say

is I'm glad you're not the
one making this decision.

- Ethan.

Ethan!

(door closes)

Ethan!

(sighs)

(thunder rolls)
(tense music)

- [Herman] And it ain't
even a Bank's truck.

It's a pretty good camouflage,
but it ain't one of ours.

- What makes you think

it's that much different
from one of yours?

I've gotta find some way

of getting in communication
with the president.

- There is one
possible way, sir.

There are tunnels running
underneath that entire Square.

It's the air conditioning vents
for the underground garage.

Now I think I could
put two men in a tunnel

directly under the truck

and attach a two-way limpet
mic to a joint in the concrete.

- But that clown upstairs

says the whole
thing's wired to blow

the moment you touch it.

- We reckon they've
got heat sensors

around the walls of the truck,

in case anyone tries
to torch through it.

The walls are
sandwiches, aren't they?

- Mm-hmm.

Got a quarter-inch
of plate steel

and an inch of cotton batting,

that's to stop the bullet,

and then another sheet of plate.

- Well, the cotton batting
might tend to muffle the sound,

but that floor is solid steel.

- Mm, two inches of it.

- Which should act
like a sounding board

once the limpet is attached.

- How do you know the limpet
won't set the truck off?

- We don't know, sir,

but it's very unlikely

that they would bother with
the floor of that truck,

that's two inches
of solid steel.

- Plus the driveshaft,

the floor bracings,
and the rest of it,

it's unlikely anyone would
try and torch through that.

- It's 1000-to-1 you
got it figured right,

but if you haven't, or if
someone should see you...

I just can't sit here
and be pushed around,

take the initiative.

Do it.

- Have you made
our arrangements?

- The vice president's
having trouble

getting his Cabinet together.

- Look, you see that
truck out there?

It's like the future,

a giant time bomb set to
explode the old order.

- Hey, I'm trying to
meet your demands,

but I've got problems.

I've got two governments
to deal with,

I've got superiors I--

- Don't you play me
for a fool, O'Connor.

Now I suggest you stop
trying to decipher

the intricacies of that
truck and meet my demands.

My patience is wearing thin!

- So is mine.

(tense music)

(hits head on wall)

(hits head on wall)

(knocks on wall)

(knocks on wall)

(knocks on ceiling)

(indistinct chatter)

- She and her sister

have been on our wanted
list for over 10 years.

They come from an
upper-middle-class family,

both went to Radcliffe College,

but Linda dropped out to
follow her sister around.

- Linda Steiner.

Get copies of this made and
distribute them right away.

Do we have the closed-circuit
monitors and cameras set up?

- We've got five of them
scanning the crowd now.

- We need more.

- Where are we
going to get them?

- Those network
trucks out there,

commandeer the damn
cameras if you have to!

This is an
international emergency.

And Deitrich,

don't do anything without
checking with me first.

(Deitrich scoffs)

- I wouldn't dream of it.

(soft patriotic music)

(indistinct chatter)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(Adam groans)

- (groans) Come on.

(tense music)

(panel falls to floor)

(gunfire)
(women scream)

- Get back!

(women scream)

You, come here!

(woman screams)
(thunder rolls)

- [Officer] Come
here, bud, come here!

- I shall save him.

- Hold on, son.

- I shall save him.

- Don't go near that truck.

- I shall save him.

The Lord works through me.
- Back off.

- [Jesus Freak] I'm a
soldier of the Lord.

- Nice and easy.

- I am a soldier of Christ.

I shall save him!

I am a soldier of Christ.

- I'm on my knees. (chuckles)

- I shall save him.

- Come back here.

Come here, come here,
I wanna talk to you.

- The Lord works through me.

- I know that, but come
here, I wanna talk to you.

- I shall save him.

- [Jerry] Come here,
hey, come here.

- I shall save him,
I shall save him.

- Come here!

- I shall save him.
- We'll talk...

Let's...

We'll talk together.

Son, come here!

- Lord Jesus.

- We'll work together
and save him.

Halt!

Come back!

Freeze!

Freeze or I'll shoot!

(fires gun)

(siren wails)

- I figured we had
something with this girl,

she didn't move a
muscle for 15 minutes.

Then at30, when
Assanti gave the signal,

the bitch had disappeared.

- Put it on live action.

(indistinct chatter)

- Jerry, Jerry, take a look.

- If that's not that
woman in the photograph,

I'll eat the picture.

- Can you get any closer?

Any closer?

- [MacKenzie] That's it.

- That's her.

Where is that?

- South side of the Square.

- Sausage and his man
are under the truck

and they're ready
to place the mic.

- Tell him to hold it a minute.

- Where's she got
that detonator hid?

- In her pocket.

- Sausage and his man
are still waiting,

do you want them to start now?

- Yeah.

No!

She's got a perfect
view of the truck.

She spots anything, she'll
blow the Square sky high.

A few minutes til seven.

Why isn't she looking
up at the signal?

Come on.

Come on.

She's looking at the clock.

Now!

- Go, Pete!

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

- It's in place.

- Let me try.

- Let's get the hell outta here.

- Mr. President?

Mr. President, can you hear me?

Please answer.

Over.

- Yeah.

Yes, I can hear you.

Who is it?

- It's, uh, Jerry
O'Connor, Mr. President.

We've attached a mic--

- My god,

I've never been so glad to
hear anyone's voice in my life.

I've been sitting here in
this damn thing all day

feeling sorry for myself.

- Mr. President,

if you could just hold it

until after we've
finished transmission,

we'll have much better
communications, over.

- All right, sure.

Uh, roger, whatever
the hell it is I say.

Listen, uh,

how's my wife?

- She's fine, sir, we'll have
her here in a minute, over.

- What's my status? Over.

- [Jerry] They're
holding you for ransom,

$100 million, over.

- Don't give 'em a goddamn cent!

- But Mr. President,

if we, uh, can't get
you out of that truck--

- I don't give a
damn what happens!

Now, listen, Jerry, I
want you to, uh, uh, uh,

call the Secretary of State,

or whoever you can get
ahold of on the Cabinet,

and tell 'em not to pay one
thin dime to any terrorist,

particularly this
son of a bitch!

- Will do, sir.

Look, Mr. President, it's...

It's absolutely imperative

that you describe to me
the interior of that truck.

Over.

- Well, it's empty,

but, uh, there's a steel
box just out of my reach.

That's where he
put the dynamite.

- Anything else? Over.

(tense music)
(panel falls to floor)

What was that noise,
Mr. President?

- Well, I've been working on
a plywood panel here all day,

I finally got it off.

You know the inside of
this truck is all wood?

- Uh, no, I didn't know that.

Please, for God's sakes,

don't touch anything,
Mr. President.

(Adam chuckles)

- All right, Jerry.

I know you and Morris

always wanted to get
me in an armored car,

but is this overdoing it?

- [Jerry] Yes, Mr.
Vice President.

- [Ethan] The Cabinet's
just voted, it's a split.

I have to make a
difficult decision.

- Yes, sir.

- I don't wanna make
an uninformed judgment

at this critical point.

You're closest to the action,

do you have an
understanding of this man?

I want your recommendation.

- Well, uh...

I don't know what to say.

- You seemed to
have a point of view

when we first spoke today.

- Oh, I realize that, sir, I--

- O'Connor, we can't waste time.

You've got five minutes.

(hangs up)

- Adam?

- Joan?

Joan?

- How are you?

- Well, you're never
gonna believe it, darling,

but right now, I'm sitting
here picking cotton.

- (chuckles) What?

- [Adam] How are you?

(soft music)

- I'm fine.

Darling?

Darling?

- You know, I've
been thinking, uh,

we haven't really had
very much of a chance

to really see each other in
these last couple of weeks.

- Darling, you have
been pretty busy.

- Yeah, well, that's,
uh, no excuse.

What I was thinking was if I,

when I get outta here,

the first thing we're gonna
do is go up to Camp David.

Now you remember last year,

when we went up there
with the Hilliards?

And you faked that sprained
ankle so that we could, uh...

- Adam, (chuckles) darling.

- (chuckles) What's the matter?

You getting bashful?

Boy, you,

you weren't very bashful
that night, after we, uh--

- Darling, it's just that
you're on the loud speaker.

- Oh, oh, oh no,
oh no. (chuckles)

- If I just adjust
this a little,

you'll have a
little more privacy.

- Thank you.

Darling, are you still there?

- No, I've gone to Chicago.

- (chuckles) Can I join you?

(Adam chuckles)

- Boy, that's the first
good laugh I've had all day.

(child's toy drums)

(baby cries)

- That's nice, up and down.

(woman mumbles)

Up and down.

- There's our girl.

Hasn't moved yet.

There's our agent.

Jesus, guy, play it cool.

Where's our actress, Ian?

- She's coming towards
the camera, sir.

- Hm.

Not a bad actress, huh?

- Shouldn't we inform MacKenzie?

- MacKenzie's a fool.

He'd have to think
about it for three days.

This is our chance, it
may never come again.

No, I wanna see his face when
I show him how it's done.

- What about O'Connor, sir?

- Fuck O'Connor.

(woman mumbles)

(woman mumbles)

- [Woman] Just get her!

- What are you...

What are you doing?

No!
(people scream)

(tense music)

No!

Bastards!

I pressed it!

I pressed it!

- Get away, get back!

- We got her.

And it didn't blow.

- He did what?

- They're bringing her up now.

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

- [Linda] Let me go, you son
of a bitch, you're hurting me!

Let me go!

Let me go!

I pressed it!

- Gentlemen.

- I pressed it!

I pressed the
detonator, I know I did!

- But it didn't work, did it?

The whole thing is a hoax.

It is a giant bluff

designed to embarrass the
government of the United States.

But it is over,

and you are finished!

- I think not, Mr.
Deitrich, it has just begun.

If you ask your president,

with whom I'm sure you're in
voice contact with by now,

you'll discover that a timing
device has been activated.

What you have just done,
in fact, gentlemen,

is you have just reduced

your president's
remaining hours on Earth.

The truck will explode
in less than three hours.

Midnight.

Get this off of me, please.

- She didn't have time to set
the detonator, she's lying.

She's lying!

- Why didn't you tell me?

Why?

- I told you all
you needed to know.

(tense music)

(ticking)

- Yes, dammit, it's ticking!

It started about 15 minutes ago.

- [Jerry] Thank
you, Mr. President.

We'll have you out
of there very soon.

Out.

What the hell's the
matter with you?

Playing Russian roulette
with the president's life?

- While you experts are running
around bumping into walls,

I took a course of action.

- Deitrich, the president's
life is my responsibility.

- Jerry, top priority.

- O'Connor here.

- You bloody fool.

- I'll take it in my office.

When I get back, I
want this man gone.

- [Man] Mr. Deitrich,

I'm arranging a VIP escort
for you to the airport, sir.

- [Deitrich] Like hell you are.

- Take the cuffs off.

(tense music)

(ticking)

- Jerry, is this plan feasible?

- Well, to be perfectly
frank with you,

I'm not too damn sure,

but with the truck set
to blow at midnight,

we just can't let the
president sit there.

- All right.

I authorize you to go ahead
with anything you see fit,

on my responsibility.

- Thank you, Mr. Vice President.

You're gonna get
your ransom, buddy.

But you fuck me around and
I'll rip your heart out.

(sirens wail)

(tense music)
(ticking)

(sirens wail)

- What are you doing?

- I wanna show you something.

You can't get on
a plane with him.

You'll end up like your sister.

How do we get into the truck?

- Lies.

Lies!

Lies!

(tense music)

- Okay, you got your diamonds.

Now how do we get
into the truck?

(Roberto chuckles)

- Oh, good, so you
can shoot me down?

- Okay.

Now?

- Uh-uh.

Oh, no, my friend,

I will radio instructions
half hour after take off.

- You son of a bitch.

(Roberto opens knife)

(tense music)

- Get out too.

And on behalf of the revolution,

thank you.

- What revolution? Huh?

The Mano Verde have publicly
condemned your actions.

This is not their
revolution, Assanti,

it's your own private war.

- It's lies.

- You wanna talk about lies?

Let's talk about Erica Steiner.

Ask him how she was killed.

- Shot, fighting
for the revolution.

- Her throat was cut.

(closes knife)

- Give me the gun, Linda.

- [Jerry] Why do
you need the gun?

- Linda, give me the gun.

- You're pretty
handy with a knife.

- Give me the gun, Linda.

Give me the gun.
- Don't shoot!

(fires gun)
(Roberto groans)

(fires gun)
(Linda sobs)

(fires gun)

(Linda sobs)

(Linda sobs)

(Linda sobs)

You bastard.

(Linda sobs)

(Linda sobs)

- I was always ashamed to bring
my friends home from school,

because my mother
wore diamonds. (sobs)

- Tell me how to
get into the truck.

Tell me how to get
into the truck.

Please, tell me how
to get into the truck.

- I don't know!

I don't know, he
didn't tell me. (sobs)

I don't know. (sobs)

(siren wails)

- Herman, light it up.

(tense music)

Mr. President?

(ticking)

Mr. President, can you hear me?

- Yeah, yeah, I can hear you.

- We've caught the kidnappers,

and we're gonna try

and torch through to
you from underneath.

(ticking)

- I gotta let it cool off,

that sucker heats up in a hurry.

(tense music)

- Jerry, hey, Jerry, tell
him to stop the torch,

the whole damn floor is wired!

- Yes, sir.

All right, the firewall,
between the engine and the cab,

is it armored?

- Uh--
- Come on, is it armored?

- Uh, no, no, you don't
need no armor there,

that engine would
stop any bullet.

- Come with me.

Nice and easy.

- Sure.

(tense music)
(ticking)

- What'll it take to get
this engine outta here?

- You mean right out?

- Right out, I wanna go
in through the firewall.

- Right, uh, well,
in simple terms,

uh, you take out a few
screws, nip a few wires,

pull a rod out, engine
should drop right out.

- When it drops, will
it hit the frame?

- I can't guarantee
that it won't.

- That's enough to set
off the movement sensors.

- [Herman] You ain't
got that much time,

just over half an hour.

- Bring it in, bring
it in, bring it in.

Hold it, hold it.
(ticking)

(ticking)
(tense music)

(ticking)

Take it off.

We need some help,
gentle, gentle.

(tense music)
(ticking)

- The manifold needs cutting!

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

- Closer, closer,
closer, hold it!

Tools.

(ticking)

Okay, take it out.

- [Herman] All right,
up a little now,

let me see, a little more.

(tense music)
(ticking)

On up now.

I can see it, come on up.

Whoa.

- [Man] Let me see on that side.

- We got it!
- Move out.

- Take it out of here,
take it out of here!

- [Herman] Easy,
gently now, gently now.

- Hit the firewall.

Come on.

(ticking)

All right, you got
it, you got it.

Clear out, clear out.

(tense music)
(ticking)

- Boy, (chuckles) you are
a sight for sore eyes.

- Don't suppose we're--

- [Adam] Watch it, watch it.

- That's how you
knew about the wires.

- Yeah.

Here, come on.

I figured if anybody's
gonna blow this thing up,

it might as well be me.

What are you doing
in here anyway?

Why didn't you send an
expert with those clippers?

(ticking)
(tense music)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(ticking)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)

(bell gongs)
(explosion)

- [Adam] Ethan?

- Adam?

- I wanna tell you,

I got a lotta respect

for the way you
handled this situation.

I'm impressed.

Ethan, about your resignation...

- It's on your desk.

- [Adam] Tear it up.

- [Joan] Adam!

- Hello, darlin'.

(upbeat music)

Let's go ahead, come on.