Athletes Who Rock the World Page #3
- Year:
- 1996
- 24 min
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of their families.
Uh, tell 'em somethin'.
Make up a story, and we've got
to keep this undercover.
If this comes out, the city
of San Francisco will be
in chaos. I am talking anarchy.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
What is the potential casualty rate...
for a single rocket armed with
V.X. Poison gas, General Peterson?
- Sixty or seventy.
- Well, that's, that's not so bad.
- Thousand. Seventy thousand dead!
- Oh.
One teaspoon of this hits the floor,
it's lethal up to a hundred feet.
One teaspoon of this sh*t
detonated in the atmosphere...
will kill every living organism
in an eight-block radius.
Get the point?
Uh, what did Hummel mean
by your countermeasure, General?
Standard poison is countered
by napalm. It burns it up,
consumes it upon detonation.
Now, the problem
with V.X. Poison gas is...
that it's designed specifically
to withstand napalm.
That's where, uh, thermite plasma
comes in. General Peterson?
Thermite plasma incendiary systems
can burn hot enough to consume V.X.,
but they're still in the test
phase; it's not operational.
Hummel knows this. We are dealing
with one smart son of a b*tch.
What's it gonna take to equip a flight
of F-18s with thermite plasma...
within the next 36 hours?
- An act of God.
- Excuse me?
All right, we can try.
But I strongly urge you to consider the
use of this as a secondary initiative.
Then we have to go to
our primary initiative. Uh, Admiral?
Sir, I'd like to bring in
our SEAL ground commander,
Commander Anderson.
Mr Womack, who is your best
chemical/biological man?
- Oh, that's interesting.
- Oh, yeah.
- That's very compelling.
- You like my pigtails?
- Oh, yeah, the pigtails
are very naughty.
Naughty. Naughty.
Just the Amaretto cream
with peach sorbet persuasion.
- This isn't happening.
- No, Stan, don't answer it.
- This isn't happening!
- No, just don't answer it. It's okay.
- I have to. It's the office, baby.
They know I'm home.
- No.
How could they possibly know
that you're home?
It's the FBI.
Stanley!
Goodspeed.
Uh, yeah. O-Okay, yeah.
I'll be, I'll be down, yeah,
downstairs in ten minutes.
No, you won't.
- I have to go to San Francisco.
- No, you don't.
Stanley, no, you do not have
to go to San Francisco.
You need to stay here
and talk to me about things.
- I've got to go, baby.
- Oh! I am Catholic! Do you realize that?
I am pregnant and I am unmarried. And
this causes a serious problem for me.
I cannot believe you.
No, no.
I love you.
I will marry you.
I just didn't plan on this,
that's all.
- Come to San Francisco.
- Really?
Yeah, I'm sure it's just
a training exercise.
Check into the hotel.
Order up some champagne.
- And we'll finish what we started?
- Exactly.
- Baby, you're gonna marry me?
- You know it.
You're gonna marry me!
- Oh, honey, come on.
Just a really quick one.
- Oh, oh, I gotta go now.
A night-time airdrop incursion
is out due to the full moon.
Likewise a frontal
seaside attack.
If we're compromised and shots
are fired, Hummel might launch.
Our only alternative is an
attack from within the prison.
We penetrate the island
through the tunnels under the
prison buildings undetected...
and emerge in its centre; that way
we can jump the Marines from behind.
And if we're lucky, take their
rocket positions without a shot fired.
I don't understand. You-you've studied
the architectural plans?
They're useless. Alcatraz has been
ripped up and rebuilt for years.
- Under there is a maze of sh*t.
- Well, there's no question, gentlemen.
We need firsthand intelligence
of the tunnel systems.
- So what about the former warden?
- Died in 1979.
All the guards we contacted
were useless.
Um, there is someone
who I think can help us.
- This is for the sake
of national security.
- No!
It's the sake of national
security that got us here
in the first place 33 years ago.
I knew! I knew someday
this would come back to bite us.
Forget it!
He does not exist.
He does exist! We just chose
to forget him for 30 years.
- We locked him up
and threw away the key.
- Oh, and a lot of goddam good it did us.
He broke out of two maximum security
prisons. And if he hits the streets...
He's not gonna hit the streets, Jim.
Thirty years ago he was
a highly trained SAS operative.
He is my age now,
for Christ's sake!
I have to get up three times
a night to take a piss.
We can't risk
letting him out.
He's a professional
escape artist.
- Gosh. Neat, uh...
- Yeah.
- Neat, neat plane.
Dr. Goodspeed.
James Womack.
- A pleasure to meet you, sir.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
You come
very highly recommended.
B.A. Columbia;
M.A., PhD, Johns Hopkins.
Biochemistry, toxicology.
Well, I'm one of those fortunate
people who like my job, sir.
Got my first chemistry set
when I was seven. Blew my eyebrows off.
We never saw the cat again.
Been into it ever since.
What do you know
about V.X. Gas?
Liquid. Failed pesticide
discovered by a mistake in 1952.
Uh, actually, it's kind of like
champagne that way.
The Franciscan monks thought
they were making white wine.
Somehow the bottle carbonated.
Voil! Champagne.
- And then the whole thing just...
- The gas, Dr. Goodspeed.
It's very, very horrible, sir.
It's one of those things
we wish we could disinvent.
This isn't a "train" exercise,
is it?
No, Dr. Goodspeed,
it's not a training exercise.
- Hello, sir.
- Good morning, Director.
This is Ernest Paxton, agent in charge
of the West Coast operation.
- Dr. Goodspeed.
- Pleasure to meet you.
- How do you do, sir?
It's been a fairly interesting day
so far. The prisoner's here. Shall we?
Now, my boys, they haven't been
able to find a file on this guy.
Who is he anyway, sir?
His name is John Mason,
a British national...
incarcerated on Alcatraz
in 1962, escaped in '63.
I was under the impression that no one
ever escaped Alcatraz, sir.
Paxton, don't argue!
This man has no identity, not
in the United States or Great Britain.
He does not exist.
Understand?
I want one thing:
How he escaped the Rock.
Specifically the route he took
through the island's bowels.
- The papers are in order, sir.
- We're prepared to offer him
a full pardon.
And Paxton, no strong-arming
Mason. I know him too well.
Well, if you know him,
then why don't you question him?
No, he'll remember me. I don't want
his anger clouding the issue.
All right,
I'll take care of him.
Mr Mason, I'm Special Agent
in Charge, Ernest Paxton.
In charge of what? F***ing me
over for another three decades?
I don't know anything about your
previous matters. I'm here because...
a special situation exists that we
feel you might be able to help us with.
Well, what might that be?
I've been in jail longer than
Nelson Mandela, so maybe you
want me to run for president.
- Not exactly.
- Mmm, a pity.
I feel rather like Alcamedes.
- Who?
- Alcamedes. He was imprisoned
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