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This is Jenkins. I need the

P.R bunker up and running.

If this was authorized by the

Russian Government, it is an act of war

and we will respond.

Let's go, Sir.

Move, move.

Close it!

Close it!

Go!

Go!

Geronimo approaching. Close

the door in five seconds.

Clear.

- Any chance she could follow?

- My own men couldn't get through that door once it's closed.

Yeah, well.

Unfortunately, she isn't one of your's.

Okay, go.

Stay close. Shut the seal.

Geronimo is secured.

- Get me Director Medford.

- Yes, Sir.

Sir, I think we need to

seriously consider the possibility,

that today, right now, could

be the start of "Day X".

Mr. President, director Medford is up.

Mary-Anne, what is the situation?

It should be coming up

on one of your screens.

What you see there, represents temperature

drops in mobile missile units in Siberia.

It means that the Russians are deploying

their missiles to the field.

And that's been confirmed

on the ground, Mr President.

Mr President, I strongly recommend

we go from DEFCON 4 to DEFCON 2.

At least on a forward basis.

Do it.

And since the Russians are deploying,

we need to look at our own nuclear attack options.

It's not on a table,

it's not a deterrent.

Sir?

The outer door is jammed

and non-responsive.

We just lost the feed from

most of our security camera's.

We are blind down here and

no one can enter this facility.

Command, our eyes are down both ways and

we have a POC security door malfunction.

Get out there, now.

Seal this room.

Down that corridor, secure it.

This is President Howard Lewis,

proceed with authentication.

Yes, Mr President.

Ready to commence authentication, sir.

Zulu, Tango, Echo.

Seven, nine, Juliet.

X-ray, Sierra, seven,

Alpha, Mike, Charlie.

Whiskey, Five, Six, Tango.

Authentication is confirmed.

It's all yours now, Mr President.

God be with you.

Attack options and targeting are

under your control, Mr President.

- Is the camera outside this door working?

- Yes.

Put it up.

Officer, what is your status?

Officer, come in.

Who the hell is that?

That's her.

That's Evelyn Salt.

Give me your side-arm,

I'm qualified on it.

No, sir. Only Secret Service possess

fire-arms in the Presidents facility.

Screw Protocol James.

we got an enemy agent out there.

Protocol is protocol, Sir.

And dead, is dead.

I'm the National Security Advisor.

Not anymore.

Sit down.

Who are you?

My name, Mr President,

is Nicolai Tchaikovsky.

Unless you do exactly as I say,

I will be the last person you will ever see.

Let's have a look

at some attack options.

Go to hell.

Ted?

Why didn't you tell me?

But you weren't with us in Russia,

I would've remembered.

Selected attack targets acquired.

Tehran. Mecca.

Mecca... Tehran...

Missiles arming.

Nuclear command.

You know, when we first came to Langley...

I didn't think

I'll be able to do it,

to resist the

temptation to say something.

And you met Mike and well...

things changed.

"The Russian president is alive"

What you are seeing are live pictures

of Russian President Matveyev,

arriving at the airport outside of Moscow.

This is astonishing.

According to his doctors...

President Matveyev's mistaken

death was attributed

to a temporary paralysis from

a toxin derived from spider venom.

At least I was right.

I had a feeling we'd lost you

back there in North Korea.

I could see how moved you were with

Mike's little white knight routine.

You were supposed to recruit

the man, not fall in love with him.

That's why I told Orlov to pick him up.

By the way how is Mike?

Orlov is dead.

Oh, that's good news.

Saves me the trouble.

I detect if you twist his arm, you get

to blow your cover to the CIA.

You see? He wanted you

to come out of this thing alive.

You needed somebody

to take the blame.

I'm the bad guy.

And I'm the hero.

Congratulations, Ev'.

You're about to become famous.

Identity confirmation requested.

Identity confirmation requested.

Identity confirmed.

Authorization, 99%.

Permission to launch.

Permission to launch.

Get on the floor now.

I said now!

Show me your hands! Show me your hands!

What is your name sir?

I'm Theodore Winter, CIA.

Help the President

Mr President, Mr President,

can you hear me?

I want her alone in a room. If there are

other KA's out there, I want her to talk.

She's trained not to talk,

no matter what we do to her.

If we're gonna find these people

must find them ourselves.

Somebody already did.

At least some of them, in the

East River. 12 dead, including Orlov.

Who did that?

I don't know. Forensics are on it.

Step back sir, please.

Please step back.

She attacked Winter sir.

You'd better get up here.

Sit down.

She's yours for 15 minutes

during the flight.

Then she's the FBI's.

Hey?

Why'd you kill him?

Because somebody had to.

What?

By this I take it, you think

everybodys who they say they are.

You knew something was wrong

the moment Orlov walked in.

So did I.

We just didn't know what it was.

Winter did.

Winter?

You expect me to believe that Winter

was gonna launch the missiles and you saved the world?

I would like you to believe that, yeah.

It's a big accusation.

Wow.

He's dead now so he

can't defend himself.

I guess you'll just have

to decide for yourself.

How many more like you are there?

Like me?

None.

Like him?

More than you or I can handle alone.

Do you really think, a trained

Soviet agent couldnt kill

the Russian President at point

blank range if she wanted to?

Or you, for that matter.

I could've killed you at

the funeral and I didn't.

You surrendered to me because

I gave you no choice.

You know better.

I had a choice.

You know better.

If I did believe you and I'm not

saying for a second that I do,

but if I did...

nobody else would.

Well, maybe you can think

of a way around that.

They took everything from me.

I'll kill them.

Bullshit!

We're approaching. Heading due south.

Go get 'em.

Salt!

Circle back!

Circle back!

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