Creating Reality: The Visual Effects of 'The Sum of All Fears' Page #2

If we leave him alone,

Russia will stabilise.

When I asked for your advice, I didn't

mean that you should actually speak.

Mr Cabot?

Some of our assets in the Russian

government who know Mr Nemerov

have not had a chance to report in.

I'd like to take a couple of days

and gather more information for you

before characterising him,

but I do maintain my opinion

that appearances can be deceiving.

You're saying I'm wrong?

Absolutely, Mr Chairman.

I don't think you're ugly.

- I was out of line. I apologise.

- Senators don't like to be surprised.

I hint at what I'm gonna tell them, then

I give them a while to get used to it.

Then I tell them.

- I understand.

- Good.

But I'm right about Nemerov.

Your girlfriend like

this stubborn streak in you?

What?

Cathy Muller,

second year surgical resident,

Baltimore Memorial Hospital.

Welcome to the CIA, sport.

Your intelligence is a little flawed.

I wouldn't call her my girlfriend... yet.

- What exactly would you call her?

- Great. Amazing.

She's just afraid to commit.

He's terrified of commitment.

A man who's afraid of commitment

after three dates? Alert the media.

- I know, I know.

- So what does he do?

He was in the marines

before he hurt his back.

- Now he's a historian.

- Yawn.

No. He works for a think tank

across the river.

Double yawn.

All right, Rita. Let's see what you have

to say after we meet him tonight.

He's...

...cute?

- I have fat fingers.

- Cathy! Cute scale, one to ten.

Oh, God. I don't know.

Twelve.

Ask them where they found this.

In the field, in the Golan.

There was a lot of fighting there

in 1973. Did they witness it?

This one says he lost his son.

Does he remember,

was there a plane shot down?

Yes, an Israeli jet, destroyed.

This is worthless.

But tell him I will give him $400...

because of his son.

Thank... thank you.

Thank you.

How did you come by it?

I found her in the attic of an old

mansion house in Glasgow.

Your little trip to the attic has got you

a piece worth now about 1,000,

even in this condition, and had she

been in better condition, even more.

A jolly nice find.

In fact, what I thought I'd found

was a garden ornament.

Hello, Cathy?

Hi. I'm glad you called. I'm running late.

Can you come a half an hour later?

I can't make it. I'm really sorry.

- It's a last-minute work thing.

- What's that noise?

I'm calling from a plane.

- This just came up. I tried to call you.

- Where are you going?

- I can't tell you that.

- Jack.

You can't tell me?

Jack.

- Hold on. Yes, sir?

- What are you doing?

I had a date tonight, so I had to cancel.

Don't be stupid. Tell her where you're

going. Tell her who you work for.

She'll be impressed.

OK. I work for the CIA.

The director asked me to go with him to

Russia to do a nuclear arms inspection.

- Hello?

- That is so lame.

I swear, we get to inspect to make sure

they're decommissioning their arsenal.

Hello?

Hello?

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Zdravstvuyte, William Cabot.

President Nemerov.

Pleasure, sir.

May I present Mrs Lathrop.

Mr President.

- General Rand.

- Mr President.

- Dr Ryan.

- Mr President.

You must be the Dr Ryan who's done

such interesting research on me.

You should not be surprised.

We know quite a bit.

We know how wrong your report was

that I had many girlfriends in college.

I met my wife in my third year and have

not looked at another woman since.

I was referring to

the first two years... sir.

I like him.

Well, in that case, so do I.

I apologise for interjecting myself

in your inspection tour,

but I have a message

for President Fowler.

You could just call him on the phone.

I would like him to hear it from you,

his friend of many years,

who received it personally from me,

and saw my expression and the

language of my body as I spoke it.

I understand.

Chechnya is an internal affair.

What we do there should be

none of your concern.

I will relay the message,

but I don't think he will agree.

There're those in my country

will use this issue to weaken me.

There are those in my country who say

your war in Chechnya

is exactly your weakness.

Chechnya is a nation of criminals.

Every day brings another cowardly

attack on innocent Russian citizens.

It is none of your concern.

Stability is our concern.

Peace in Chechnya is our concern.

And, if I may speak frankly...

your control over your military

concerns us too.

For you to get involved here, it's... like

sleeping with another man's wife.

And what you are suggesting

is that afterward

they can all live together

under the same roof.

But what really happens is

the betrayed husband buys a gun.

- That went well.

- Who's the guy with Nemerov?

- Anatoli Grushkov.

- Old KGB?

He's been around since Brezhnev.

Nobody's had the guts to get rid of him.

Because he knows

where the bodies are buried?

He probably buried them himself.

And we were able to obtain a roster

of their scientists at Arzamas.

Who's who, what their expertise is.

Arzamas-16 is home

to the All-Russian Scientific Research

Institute of Experimental Physics

and is the birthplace

of our first atomic bomb.

Many of our greatest scientists

worked here and many still do.

Since 1995,

we have dismantled

over 10,000 nuclear devices.

We tried so hard to get in here

over the years.

I sent three people.

They all died trying.

What does the T-shirt say?

"I am a bomb technician. If you

see me running... try to catch up."

OK.

Sir, I'm sorry. Just one quick thing.

I'm sure it's nothing.

According to this, there are

I only count 14.

Doctors Milinov, Orlov and Spassky.

They don't seem to be here.

I will make inquiries.

Dr Milinov is out sick.

Orlov is on vacation.

Spassky, I'm grieved to say,

was killed

driving his car to work

just this past week.

We move on, shall we?

Please.

Very impressive. You almost seem

to have that information memorised.

I assumed you would ask, Dr Ryan.

We touch down at Andrews at 2130.

Tell him to meet me there.

Sir? Those three missing scientists.

Milinov's expertise is detonators.

Spassky's expertise

is the nuclear core.

Orlov is a mathematician

whose expertise is the geometry of

high explosives inside a fission bomb.

The exact three men you would need

if you wanted to build a bomb.

- Grushkov said...

- Grushkov's a liar.

Milinov is not sick.

Orlov hardly ever takes a vacation

and Spassky, who's supposed to have

died driving a car, doesn't drive.

They have no idea

where these guys are.

I'm dying to ask you how you know.

Secure source inside the Kremlin.

Codename Spinnaker.

He gives me stuff, I give him stuff.

We keep the back channels open

in hopes of staving off disaster.

And speaking of disaster,

did you call your girlfriend yet?

No. I don't know how to get out of this.

All right. Invite her to the White House

correspondents dinner Sunday night.

It's the hottest ticket in town.

- Sounds great. How do I get in?

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