The Last Castle Page #6

in some fantasy army.

- And yesterday--

- I don't think you'd

want to make general.

Now, you wouldn't want to give up

all these perks, would you?

[Laughs]

Sorry. Go on.

Yesterday, Mr. Irwin...

told me he required

my resignation.

Frankly, I think he's

started to lose the plot.

You saying he's delusional?

I'm saying he needs

professional psychiatric help.

He's sick and becoming pathetic.

Uh, you might want to be a little

more careful in your word choice.

That sick, pathetic man

put this star on my shoulder.

Yes, sir. I know.

And I also know that

you sat in on his court-martial.

And don't talk about things

that are above your pay grade.

- Hmm?

- Yes, sir.

General Wheeler, I admire

the man as much as you do.

So I want to see that

he gets the best care possible.

And I'm not sure that

this is the right place for that.

All right.

Well, let me see him.

[Buzzer Buzzes, Door Opens]

Do we read the rules, sir?

Read 'em.

Well, sir, normally

for a contact visit,

folks are limited to one embrace

in the beginning and one at the end.

And, uh, hands must be

visible at all times, also.

I guess that rules out the hand-job.

[Laughs]

Thank you, gentlemen.

- Permission to be seated, sir.

- Permission granted.

- What are you doing here, Jim?

- I'm here to see if you've lost your mind.

- [Chuckles]

- [Sheila] Uh, he should be

available later.

- I can take a mes--Just a second.

- Good morning, Miss Kelly.

- Jim--Jim, yeah-- Hold on--

- Miss Kelly?

Miss Kelly,

I got everything here but...

- the athletic gear.

- I found that--

I found that top one laying on

the floor out in the hallway.

- Hold on one second. What, Danny?

- I found that top one...

- laying on the floori n the hallway.

- Fine. Thanks, Danny.

Uh, yeah. We just needed you to send

him up here as soon as possible.

[Phone Ringing]

He's saying you're delusional,

that you're acting as if you're

still in command of an army.

He's saying I'm delusional

because he wants me gone.

[Sighs]

[Wheeler]

Now, if you had ironclad evidence...

of Winter killing a man in cold blood

for no good reason,

then I could do something, maybe.

Outside of that, the man's been

investigated three times.

He's been

exonerated three times.

And as far as Washington

is concerned,

- he's doin' a superb job.

- [Chuckles]

Yeah, and you're

a convictedcriminal.

- You could get another investigation.

- Yes, I could.

But without any new evidence,

what would be the point?

And besides that,

Gene, honestly,

I don't give a rat's ass.

I don't care.

What I care about is you

and getting you out of here.

Now, haven't you

punished yourself enough?

- What I did was wrong, Jim.

- [Peretz] All teams.

All teams, this is

a full S.O.R.T. alert.

Repeat:
All teams,

this is a full S.O.R.T. alert.

[Men Shouting, Indistinct]

I cannot let this continue.

Now, you will get out of here,

and you will go spend some time...

withy our daughter

and your grandson.

I can have my staff write up

a compassionate release on medical grounds.

- It can say whatever

you want it to say.

- There's nothing wrong with me.

For Christ's sake,

will you work with me ?

- There is nothing wrong with me.

- I see no indication of anything, sir.

Of course not.

He'll keep it hidden until

the last possible second.

Red Team, go.

Go, go, go!

Gene, what the hell is this about?

Is this about control?

- Because, you know,

no castle can have two kings.

- Go, go, go, go, go!

Get down!

On the floor, now!

- General, you must come with us.

- What are you doing?

[Man On P.A.] All inmates remain

on the ground in the prone position.

All inmates

remain on the ground--

- Let's go!

- What is this!

What is this

for Christ's sake?

- [Shouting Continues]

- [Door Slams Shut]

Go! Let's go!

Go, go, go, go!

- [Shouting]

- All right!

[Screaming, Yelling]

Sir? Tear gas?

Return to hangar.

Nothing is happening.

It was a bluff.

You can take her home.

Return to hangar.

You thought he was gonna try

to take me hostage?

- Yes, it was a precautionary move.

- What the hell kind of...

grab-ass unit are you

running here, Colonel?

Sir, at 11:
58 this morning,

I received a letter...

stating a group of inmates were

planning on taking you hostage at 12:10.

I thought it prudent to act immediately

to ensure your safety.

I've been hearing some disturbing

things about what goes on in here.

And now I'm hearing it from a man

I trust and whose opinion I respect.

- May I speak freely, sir?

- Yes, you may.

With all due respect, General,

I don't know what

you may have been hearing.

But until you've spent some time

in the yard with those animals,

you have no idea

what happens in there.

Point taken, Colonel.

Nevertheless, if I hear...

one more story about a man dying

under your command,

you are through here.

- Do you understand me?

- Yes, sir.

All right.

As far as Gene Irwin is concerned, it is

my judgment he is as sane as you or I.

I wish he wasn't. He is.

Frankly, I'd like nothing more than

an excuse to get him out of here.

But I see the only way that's

gonna happen is if you request it.

That is true, sir.

So you just-- You tell me

you can't handle him. He's gone.

Oh, I think

I can handle him, sir.

You watch yourself, Colonel.

"Eugene R. Irwin,

"Lieutenant General,

United States Army,

"in direct contravention of

an order to evacuate Burundi...

by his commander-in-chief--"

That is the president,

for those of you who do not know.

"...selected a platoon of men to

extract Jackson Ngwe, a local warlord.

"Disregarding reliable intelligence,

"General Irwin's reconnaissance team

entered the ville at 0300.

Eight men were captured

and executed. "

Disregarding...

reliable intelligence...

eight men...

were executed.

What I want you men

to understand...

is what

the consequences can be...

when you choose to follow

a man who is motivated...

solely by his pride.

A man who will do anything

for one more victory notch on his belt,

no matter what the cost,

before he fades away.

- [Peretz] Start the extractions.

- [Protesting Shouts]

[Inmates Clamoring]

[Alarm Bell Ringing]

Over here!

Come here!

Let's go.

Get out! Get out!

- [Bell Rings]

- Hi, Doc. Let's go for a little walk.

Get the f*** back!

- Open 355!

- Open it up!

[Snarls]

Look at you. Relax, ladies.

- [Groans]

- Hold him down, men!

[Indistinct]

I had nothing to do with this!

- No!

- [Groans]

Uhh!

- Why don't you just execute me?

- No reason for that!

- Turn him around.

- [Baton Blows Thudding]

- [Groaning]

- [Handcuffs Clicking]

- Don't put me in the hole!

[Man Screaming] Oh, don't--

don't put me in the hole! No!

- You want that?

- No.

- Thanks, man.

- You bet.

[Indistinct Chatter]

What do we do now?

- Jimmy, wait up!

- [Man On P.A.] Attention, inmates.

All visitation requests

must be submitted...

to the S-3 by 1100 today.

- All visitation requests--

- So, you really did--

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