No Way Out Page #2

Synopsis: Tom Farrell is a navy officer who gets posted at the Pentagon and is to report to the secretary of defense David Brice. He starts an affair with Susan Atwell not knowing that she is Brice's mistress. When Susan is found dead, Tom is assigned to the case of finding the killer who is believed to be a KGB mole! Tom could soon become a suspect when a Polaroid negative of him was found at Susan's place. He now has only a few hours to find the killer before the computer regenerates the photo.
Genre: Action, Crime, Drama
Director(s): Roger Donaldson
Production: HBO Video
 
IMDB:
7.1
Metacritic:
77
Rotten Tomatoes:
91%
R
Year:
1987
114 min
1,302 Views


no intention of making a decision

on this without consulting

you first. Good day.

Good day, senator.

You believe that?

No.

The car, please.

That business with Marshall,

he was telling us that if we fight him,

he'll have the CIA on his side.

Of course. He pushed

Marshall for the directorship.

Scott, I'm sorry. Sometimes I'm

short with you, I apologize.

- That's not necessary.

- Several months ago you introduced

me to a friend of yours.

An officer. Uh...

- Commander Farrell?

- Right.

I understand he has a

background in intelligence?

He has two tours

with naval intelligence.

We could use a hero.

Get him here, will you?

- His ship's in Manila.

- Just do it, please.

No, no, no. You want...

Come here. You want a real hero.

- You know you want to do it!

- Come on.

- Try to remember you're an officer.

- You're making it hard on me.

You're making it hard on me.

They're gonna be there all day.

- You know what I'm talking about, man.

- What's that?

- You deserve the damn medal.

- I carry?

If you jump me for promotion,

I'll kill you.

I'll kill your family,

I'll kill your pig.

- I carry.

- What? You carry me?

- No, I speak Filipino. Beat it, kid.

- He's gotta make a living. Don't run.

He's gonna run.

If you run, I knock dog

doo doo out of you.

He's running!

Kid!

John, forget it!

No, let him go.

Let him go.

So what? He's got a toothbrush,

a pair of skivvies. So what?

Okay.

So, what do we do now?

I don't know. I thought

I'd go buy some ashtrays

and take in some of

the local folk dancing.

- Folk dancing?

- Yeah, folk dancing.

No, person-to-person.

You know, when you only pay

if you talk to the person?

Shut up! Just shut up!

No, not you.

- Groovy!

- No, I will pay.

- First, I have to know if she's there.

- One, two, three, yeah!

If I'm going to count out a million pesos,

I need to know if she's there.

Yeah.

That's my money. That's my money.

Go get it. Go get it.

No, no, I'm not joking.

I'm an American.

Hello?

Yes. Connect. I'll take it.

I'm putting my money in now.

Susan?

Hello, Susan?

Was I just...?

Was I just disconnected?

Why? Why?

I'm gonna show them

how an American

plants the flag in a

foreign f***ing land!

Yeah!

Can I get a beer, please?

I'd like another beer.

Wild thing!

You're beautiful.

- Hey, thanks.

- Keep it. Thank you.

Hello, Tom!

Welcome back.

I have some mail for you.

Come in. Come in.

The Philippines a romantic place, huh?

I painted a new painting.

Christmas in New England.

It's beautiful.

You really like it?

Well, it's unfinished.

Will you be with

us for a while?

Yes, I'll be working in the

Pentagon again. Thank you.

Great, wonderful. It's always

a pleasure to have you back.

Oh, my God!

Hello.

The Ancient Mariner.

Not so ancient.

I'm wasted!

I can see.

Wow, I'm so happy

to see you!

When did you get back?

Why didn't you call me?

- I did call you.

- I wrote you.

You did?

Yeah, but I'm semiliterate,

so it was wastebasket time.

If you caught gonorrhea,

I'll kill you.

I'm wearing too

many clothes.

It doesn't feel like you're

wearing anything.

Talk about feeling like

it's not wearing anything.

- Oh. Oh, you're gonna blush.

- You are a very bad girl.

Hold it.

I mean the blush.

God, I'm so embarrassed.

What are you doing?

- I want to get a picture of this.

- No, no pictures!

Naval hero blushes.

Come on, Farrell. You're proud.

No, I'm not proud.

I'm serious.

- Don't take a picture of me, please.

- Come on.

- Give me that.

- You jiggled the camera.

You pervert.

I think I did this

way too early.

It looks like a baboon

in a closet at midnight.

Good morning, Mr. Pritchard.

Go right in.

- May I take your hat, sir?

- Thank you.

Commander.

- Glad to have you with us.

- It's nice to be here. Thank you, sir.

Scott has a very

high opinion of you.

- Are you familiar with

your new duties? - No, sir.

Well then, this meeting

is premature, isn't it?

Tom only arrived in

Washington yesterday, sir.

Well, since you're here.

As my assistant, you'll function

as liaison, under Scott's supervision

between this office and

the intelligence community.

Calling that collection of piranhas a

"community" is one of life's ironies.

You'll meet regularly with a

representative from each of the agencies.

For now, I am primarily

concerned with the CIA.

- Sir? - Are you aware of

the phantom submarine?

- Yes, sir.

- Have a seat.

Thank you.

The phantom submarine is

supposed to be invisible to sonar.

Naturally the builder's

first instinct...

I should say his second instinct.

His first being to get his snout

as deeply as possible

into the public trough.

They want to build a submarine roughly

the size of an aircraft carrier.

The Russians won't

need sonar to find it,

they'll just see this huge

bulge out in the ocean.

It's my plan to

terminate this program.

There's gonna be considerable

congressional resistance

principally from Senator Duvall.

Excuse me. Scott.

What's worrying is

his connection to the CIA.

We can expect them to feed

him with inflated estimates

of Soviet research in the field.

In order to counter him,

we'll have to have access

to the same information.

Not some self-serving gloss,

but the raw data that they

base their conclusions on.

- Your job is to get it.

- Yes, sir.

But raw data from the CIA.

My experience...

They'll either give

it to us or they won't.

If they do,

it will prove I'm correct.

If they do not, I will use that fact

against them with the President.

You realize, of course,

I'm speaking in complete candor.

Yes, sir.

Senator Duvall.

Senator Duvall is motivated

by this absurd lust... Sit down.

This absurd lust for power.

This would be comic if it wasn't

so damn dangerous.

Marshall at the CIA is his...

creature.

You, as a career officer, are above

this kind of political unpleasantness.

- That's why I chose you.

- Yes, sir.

Now you go with Scott and acquaint

yourself with the background material.

Yes, sir.

Commander,

let's cut the protocol.

In the absence of a demurral,

I'll assume all your responses

are in the affirmative.

Lorraine, get my wife

on the phone, please.

I think he likes you.

Okay,

this is the situation room.

And right this way, sir,

is the computer center.

Did I mention, sir, I am very

pleased to be working for you?

This is a Sperry 90/80, and all

the terminals in this room are for it.

It interfaces with the IBM 370s

at NSA headquarters in Fort Meade.

Principally it works programs

for Comsec, SIGIN the personnel command,

the Bureau of Alcohol and Fire...

I get your gist.

That's Dr. Hesselman,

the systems analyst.

- Let me introduce you...

- I know who it is. Sam Hesselman.

It's good to see you.

Why didn't you call me

when you got into town?

- I don't know. Why didn't we call?

- Sir?

It's good to see you, Tom.

You look great.

Come on in the office.

- Mr. Fox, take a break.

- Yes, sir.

Are you back for good?

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