Seven Days in May Page #7

Bring it out in the open, look at it,

talk about it, see if it hurts.

I don't know what's to be gained

by hurting...

...but if you think it's right...

I think it's right.

I was in love with him.

I found...

...excitement in his strength.

I didn't mind about the backstreet angle...

...sneaking time together,

stolen moments from his wife.

Eleanor Holbrook, the emancipated woman.

Go on.

I don't know. I don't know

when it changed.

But I began to realize

that he really never felt anything.

Each move was calculated.

He's a very careful man, your general.

I don't believe he ever took a chance

in his life...

...or ever really felt anything,

any real emotion.

He was so sure of me

that he could even write letters.

A careful man doesn't incriminate himself

in writing.

That's where you're wrong.

If he's sure enough, he can do anything...

...anything to amuse himself.

I kept them.

I told myself that I'd use them

against him for revenge.

At least, Jiggs...

...he was right about me in that respect.

I was pretty low, but not that low.

Is that what you wanted?

Does that prove anything to you?

- I'm sorry, Ellie.

- No.

You said to bring it out in the open.

Now it is.

- We go from here, all right?

- Sure.

I'll go and repair the damages

and get back to that steak.

Don't go away.

You know, it's a funny thing, Jiggs.

I'm not surprised at Scott.

But do you know what does cut?

The fact that he sent you.

And the fact that you came.

I need these, Ellie.

The reason doesn't matter.

And trying to soften me up

with a little preliminary lovemaking...

That was dirty pool, Jiggs.

You didn't come here to salvage me.

You came here to salvage his good name.

If I could tell you why I had to do this,

you'd understand.

I was a stupid, impressionable female...

...who let an Air Force general use her

like his personal airplane.

I don't rate any applause, God knows.

But you...

Scott didn't want to dirty his hands

collecting those letters...

...but Colonel Casey is always ready

to clean up the General's privy.

The man on the right, that's Murdock,

General Scott's aide.

On the left, that's Colonel Broderick.

He commands the base at Site Y.

I don't know who the other man is.

So the rabbit laid bait for the fox.

If I'd gone up to Blue Lake,

they'd have tried to kidnap me.

I have no doubt of that at all.

I'll make the following admission,

Colonel Casey.

Any doubts I may have had have been

properly placed in the wastebasket.

Good man, Chris.

Your group did a great job

this morning, Art.

- It's appreciated.

- Thank you, sir.

I can bring out another point

that's made in that film.

Scott had to dispatch Colonel Broderick

all the way from El Paso...

...on a job that any investigator

could've done.

This must mean, in terms of numbers,

he's no better off than we are.

That's good solid evidence, right there.

And gentlemen,

Paul Girard should be here very shortly.

This stuff you unearthed, Colonel Casey,

is dynamite.

Very revealing of General Scott's

extracurricular love life.

Any taste of victory we have

in our mouths...

...is due in no small measure

to your efforts.

The taste I've got in my mouth,

Mr. Secretary, is unmentionable.

I can understand that feeling, Colonel.

But when you deal with a jackal

like your general...

This is a full Air Force general.

Six times wounded.

Wearing half the medals he deserves.

Whatever he is, he's no jackal.

My God, the sensitivity of our warriors.

Did I step on your old school tie?

You're just like a lot of civilians.

After every armistice you want

to put us away in mothballs.

When it comes to dying,

you want to put us in a uniform!

That's enough!

Please.

I'm sorry, sir.

You have every right to resent

what you were forced to do.

It was a dirty, thankless job.

Its necessity doesn't make it

more palatable.

I appreciate how you feel,

and deeply appreciate what you've done.

I could never bring myself to use

any of this against Scott.

Suppose it comes down to bare knuckles.

Chris, I'm not prepared

to answer that just now.

Thank God, I don't have to.

For the first time,

I'd say we were on top of it.

Mr. President.

Paul Girard is dead.

Oh, my God!

His plane crashed in the mountains

outside of Madrid.

Any effects?

The wreckage was strewn out

for a couple of miles.

Nothing left of anybody.

You've got to give out

some kind of statement.

- Can I draft one for you?

- What?

About his being away.

Say he was abroad on a vacation.

Don't say any more than that.

I've had two close friends in my life.

I mean, really close.

One was Paul Girard.

The other is Ray Clark.

One of them helped me become president.

This one helped me to remain president.

I've cost Paul Girard his life.

What about Ray Clark? Where is he?

Where in God's name is he?

Now look here, Prentice.

Don't you jolly me, boy.

I'm 24 hours stuck in this oven.

You heard me right, boy.

When I get out of here, you better be ready

with a long list of answers.

You heard me right, boy.

You heard me right.

Yes, Senator.

I agree, sir.

By all means, Senator.

Very well, sir.

Prentice assures me your committee

was notified of the existence of this base.

You were vacationing someplace

off in Georgia...

...getting a change of scene or something.

You better get yourself a change of story

because that don't cut any ice.

I've been doing no vacationing

since Congress has been in session.

There is no record of any ECOMCON base...

...or any designation like it.

Why don't you have yourself a drink

and finish your dinner?

I'll show you around our base

a little later on.

We're mighty proud of it.

I'd like to take that tour right now.

That won't be possible, Senator,

that won't be possible.

But I'll see you later.

We'll look around when it's cooler.

Jordie, boy.

Right now, short of

a Confederate miracle...

...you're going to be walking in a parade

with both your legs cut off.

I'm not going to make matters worse

by getting drunk on the job.

Keep on working.

I will talk with the Consul.

- Are you the American Consul?

- Yes, I'm from the embassy.

- I'm Captain Ortega.

- Henry Whitney.

We are collecting the effects,

but there really isn't very much.

As I told them over the phone, there were

only two American nationals on board.

Mrs. Agnes Buchanan

from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

And a Mr. Paul Girard.

His destination was Washington.

There was no address

on the passenger manifest.

Did you find any effects of the Americans?

Anything at all?

Nothing yet, seor.

Senator Clark?

Yeah.

I'm Colonel Henderson,

Colonel Broderick's adjutant.

I didn't think Colonel Broderick

had an adjutant, just a bartender.

I don't understand, sir.

Well, it's just that you're so hospitable

around here.

I got a message yesterday

that you'd call my home.

I didn't connect you with the message

until I found out you were here.

I'm sorry about your having

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