No Way Out Page #2
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 114 min
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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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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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