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Russia in the first place.

We need to get on a plan

to New York. Tonight.

Evelyn.

Look at me.

If there was a way, I would kill them.

- You shouldn't have come here

- What do you mean? I don't understand.

Now they know who you are.

Who?

Evelyn.

Who?

I would accept anything about you,

but I need to know.

Look at me. Look at me.

Just tell me, okay?

Just tell me.

I work...

I work for the CIA.

You see, this...?

There is no future for us.

You're not safe with me.

I don't want to be safe.

I know you...

and I want to be with you.

I want to spend the

rest of my life with you.

Okay?

Okay.

Welcome to New York

Ms. Hernandez. One night?

- A deluxe room.

- Yeah.

- Ms. Hernandez, do you need any help with your luggage?

- No, I got it. Thanks.

A full day here in New York City.

The funeral of Vice-President Maxwell Oates.

A former five term

U.S Senator and Cold War warrior.

He's based legacy may be as architect of

the new era of Russian, American relations.

Russian President Boris Matveyev has

joined from Moscow to be an

honorary forbearer of the man who's

called, "his greatest friend in the West".

What's the security perimeter?

We're too deep inside and we

own this entire block.

And those are secret service agents.

Not CIA. So, relax.

That's real funny.

Didn't know you guys told jokes.

Step back! Step back!

Everybody, move away.

Mr. President.

Please be seated.

After the President finishes

the chorus and the eulogy...

If she's gonna try anything here,

it'll have to be pretty amazing.

I knew he would bring more to

the job than just his years of experience.

As Vice-President...

he showed the world best, of what

it is to be an American.

And today, the world says,

"Goodbye" to a great man

- I'll take the back.

- Lower floor, clear.

We got two, M.I.A's.

I'm heading down to the crypt, some

kind of trouble down there.

What's going on, guys?

Talk to me.

All teams converge in the crypt.

I repeat, converge in the crypt.

He made all the difference and for that,

he will always have my respect and admiration.

Matveyev!

Get god-damn Matveyev!

Drop it.

Drop it.

Shooters at twelve o'clock.

Don't move.

Take her down! Take her down!

Check for other weapons

We need a medical crew

in the crypt immediately.

I can't feel a pulse.

Why?

Do you have any idea how

much blood is on your hands?

You're gonna rot in a hole, Salt.

I'm gonna see to it personally. A god-damn hole.

Back off! Back off!

Let's go!

Matveyev was declared

dead en route to the hospital.

Jesus Christ.

Yeah.

You were right about her.

She had the drop on me, Ted.

Why didn't she shoot?

Cops down, cops down.

Get out of the car with

your hands on your head.

Hands in the air.

- What is your name?

- My name is Evelyn Salt.

- What college will you attend?

- Princeton University.

- Where will you work?

- The Central Intelligence Agency.

Who will you trust?

No one.

Be very patient.

Remember your training.

Remember, you're not the only one.

There are many others...

- all of you waiting to strike.

- Yes.

- And we will strike... together.

- Yes.

Wait.

One day I will come for all of you.

Hello Evelyn...

I'm Martin Crenshaw, from the U.S. Embassy.

We're very sorry about

your family's accident.

Rioters outside the U.S embassy,

sheared their new leaders word in taking...

strong action against what they are calling,

"A state sponsored act of terrorism."

on this part of the U.S.

These rioters are starting similar outbreaks of

anti-American protests across Russia.

"We will strike back", say's

the new Russian president.

Angrily condemning todays assassination,

by American intelligence officer Evelyn Salt.

Even as the body of slain

President Matveyev is on it's way back to Moscow,

anti-American riots have

erupted across Russia.

With bombings of U.S diplomats in Moscow.

The Russian armed forces

have been put on high alert.

Responding to a rapid escalating crisis.

President Lewis has called for

an emergency White House meeting.

Greetings, comrade Orlov.

When I saw you in Washington

I almost was in tears.

You were not supposed to get married.

Not unless it cut a

great tactical advantage.

I did it to seem normal.

When you escaped today, I felt

not even I could have hoped for so much.

You are my greatest creation.

You trained me well.

My husband? You have him?

I had to be certain.

But now you trust me.

Completely.

So, tell me what's next.

Next, part 2.

We seize control of this

country's atomic weapons.

How?

You won't hear from me again.

My daughter.

Chenkov?

You remember me?

Chenkov.

Did you miss me?

Shnaider?

How long have you been here?

I left Russia one year

after you, to Prague.

I have been a NATO-liaison to the

White House for three years. Colonel Edward Tomasz.

And you...

are my attache. Your ID.

Don't worry, we have plenty of time.

More importantly, our mission.

The bunker, eight stories

below the White House

That's where the President needs to be.

How do we do it?

Don't worry, he will be there.

That's my job,

to make sure he's there.

And what's my job?

Do you remember Chenkov, when we were young?

and you had to finish first in everything.

You had to be the best at everything.

Even though you knew you would be beaten

with a cane you had to finish first.

I remember...

Tonight you will finish ahead of me again.

Tonight you will kill America's President.

ID's please.

Pop the hood and open the trunk.

Confirm this, A

Colonel Tomasz and a Major Egypt.

Colonel, Major... All clear.

You know the drill Colonel.

A shrapnel. A Serbian land-mine. They spend

more time looking at it than the doctor did.

Step though please, Sir.

Turn around.

Thank you.

Patience is key, I've been coming here

for two years. Others have been here longer.

- What others?

- I don't know.

But you were the best of us.

And I was the least.

There must be others here

to finish what we begin.

Tomasz, nice to see you again. Pleasure.

You have exactly two minutes before the main meal.

Ted, your Russian CIA agent, Salt...

what can you tell us about her?

We think she may be a Soviet plant.

Inserted years ago in preparation

for something the KGB

called "Day X".

A day that would mark the start of a

large-scale strike against the U.S and her allies.

That should be the President now.

You have a big job Chenkov, but you can do it.

- You still haven't told me what your job is.

- Home.

I'm going home.

- Are you okay, sir?

- Yes.

- It's a god-damn attack.

- Geronimo, it's SOP. Downward mobile.

I think I saw her.

Saw who?

Salt.

I think I saw her in the corridor.

The other new officer.

She's here.

- Check.

- Clear. Move.

Go.

We may have a visual on the

second assailant. Evelyn Salt.

Evelyn Salt on the premises.

Maybe dressed as a NATO officer.

This is not a drill.

We are under attack.

This is not a drill.

I need this hallway

cleared to the left, now!

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