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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
1,277 Views


I don't know about "for good,"

but I'm stationed here again.

How the hell are you?

Can't complain.

- Helen and the kids asked

about you. - Good.

The kids loved the ashtray.

They didn't know

a donkey could do that.

Come on.

Tom, this is Kevin O'Brien.

CIA. I've explained that

you're taking over liaison.

Kevin will be your contact.

It's good to meet you, Farrell.

If there's anything I can do to

help you settle in, let me know.

Right now I'm just getting my

feet wet, trying to catch up.

I assumed that

because you didn't

want to wait until

the regular meeting...

I'm certain there are questions

that Commander Farrell must have.

No, I'm not sufficiently

prepared to ask anything.

I wouldn't want to

waste your time.

Well then, gentlemen,

if you'll excuse me.

You know, maybe there

is one thing, Kevin.

The Secretary asked me to help

him prepare for the NATO meeting

and I'd like to familiarize myself

with Russian intelligence estimates.

We submit a report on

the first of the month.

It'd be a big help if you could

send what you have as of now.

Sure, I'll have them put

something together for you.

- Thanks. I'd appreciate it very much.

- Don't mention it.

That was deftly handled.

For a moment there, I thought...

Just trying to be subtle.

That's my job, isn't it?

- What is this, a present?

- Yeah.

- He gave it to me.

- He did?

He has expensive taste,

this guy.

Didn't cost anything.

Some foreign minister

gave it to him.

So in other words,

we're dealing here with a guy

foreign ministers

give presents to?

Don't start that stuff.

I didn't say anything.

You don't have

to say anything.

You never say a word.

Well, I thought

I wasn't supposed to.

You know what I mean.

You get that wounded,

disapproving look on your face.

Ask me a question,

I'll answer it.

It's David Brice,

Secretary of Defense. Satisfied?

You know I work for Brice?

Then that makes two of us.

- Did you take care of everything?

- Yes.

I'm supposed to pick Miss Atwell

up at 8:
00, if she remembers.

- You don't approve of Susan, do you?

- Sir?

She's a very bright

and exciting woman.

Can't you understand that?

Not exactly, I guess.

All right.

I'm a pain in the ass.

But this one can do things for me

like no other woman I've ever met.

It's the only other

thing worth living for.

Goddamn, what is the

big deal about tonight?

He likes to see me in public.

So, what does he get,

a secret hard-on?

Try and understand.

- I'll call you later tonight.

- I'll wait by the phone.

- Hello, Scott.

- Hello, Miss Atwell.

- Two white wines, please.

- Mr. Brice.

Mr. Marshall and I have been having

a little debate on government service.

Now, I claim that the fellow

with the appointed job

well, he sort of comes

and he goes at the pleasure

of this or that administration.

He sort of blows in the wind.

Whereas, the elected official,

well, he serves the people directly.

He has to be more responsible.

What do you think,

Mr. Secretary?

Senator Duvall,

I think it's getting very late.

- Oh, yes. Thanks.

- Thank you.

Who's that man licking Duvall's ear?

I recognize him.

I would hope so. That's Marshall.

He's the director of the CIA.

You would hope so.

No, thank you.

Commander.

- So nice you could make it.

- Thank you, sir.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen.

It's very good of you to come and

help us celebrate our national day.

After all, we're a small country,

far away.

We've got a little entertainment

for you this evening

which I'm sure you're

going to enjoy.

I'll be right back.

- Hi.

- Hi.

You're going away?

- Just for the weekend.

- Perhaps a romantic interlude, yes?

Perhaps.

If I intrude on your privacy,

for this I am sorry.

It's not just a job,

it's an adventure.

What are you eating?

- You're eating bugs?

- I gotta have another one.

- Here you go.

- That is really disgusting.

I love Tom Farrell!

Yes, I do! Yes, I do!

Yes, I do!

Hold on!

Whoo!

Thank you.

Thank you very much, sir.

I want you to take

care of us, okay?

I will.

You guys newlyweds?

- You can go.

- Thank you.

You're beautiful.

- Mr. and Mrs. Smith?

- A romantic gesture.

How very original.

I spelled it with a Y.

- Hi.

- Hey, there.

We want to rent a boat.

Twenty bucks an hour.

Take your pick.

That's all right, but we don't

want a plastic toy.

We want something like this.

- No, no.

- Why not?

That's my boss's boat.

It ain't for rent.

Well, I want it.

Don't do this.

You're bad. Listen, do you really

know what you're doing?

I mean, it's gusting like a son

of a b*tch out there. One more.

God, I wish the Navy

were still like this.

Let's get ready,

we'll come about.

- Give me a kiss.

- Okay, hold the fort.

We're gonna come over here.

Let me get it off.

- Ready?

- No, not yet.

- Okay, whenever you are.

- Okay, I'm ready.

- Say, "Helms alee. "

- Helms alee!

Very tight.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Nina.

Tom and I just got

back this minute.

Okay.

Yeah.

Can I call you later?

Okay.

Bye.

Well, it didn't take

him long, did it?

That was Nina, so don't.

Don't what?

Oh, no.

Tom, David's here.

Oh, my God.

I'm begging you, please.

Just go now, out the back door.

I'm sorry.

Just...

When I go, it'll be

through the front door.

As a favor to me,

just this one time.

Please!

Please go!

I promise I'll work everything out.

All right?

Tom, please!

Why don't you f***ing go down

and beg him not to come in?

You want me to say it?

I'll say it.

Tom. I'll leave him.

I promise, I will.

I'll leave him.

I love you.

You've been out of town.

And you have

a pleasant flush.

- I got some sun.

- Oh, how nice.

- With whom did you get this sun?

- What?

What? I said, who were

you with this weekend?

Nobody.

I find that hard to believe,

that you'd go away completely alone.

I didn't say I was

completely alone.

I think you said you

weren't with anybody.

I mean, nobody you know.

I know a great many people.

How can you be certain

it's somebody I don't know?

You want a drink?

He's a man I know.

It's of no importance.

I'm sure it's of no importance

to you whom you sleep with

but it's of considerable

importance to me!

Why worry?

There's plenty left.

Get out of here, you bastard! Get out!

I'm calling the police. Get out!

I wanna know who it was.

Listen, goddamn it!

I pay the rent here.

Get out of here!

All right, wait.

Wait a minute.

I'm sorry I slapped you,

all right?

- No! Damn it!

- Listen!

- You tell me...

- No!

- You tell me who it is!

- He's not a pig like you!

Susan!

David, what's the matter?

I think I killed Susan.

- What happened?

- I killed her.

I needed somebody to talk

to before I go to the police.

Sit down.

Sit down.

It was an accident.

I didn't mean to.

She was with some man,

and I just must've gone crazy.

The man was there?

He saw you?

He saw me go in, yeah.

Who is he?

It was dark.

Then maybe he

didn't see you.

I parked my car.

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