Unthinkable Page #2
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- Year:
- 2010
- 97 min
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I have a lot of files here.
I know you got the goddamn file!
If you sent people there,
withdraw them immediately.
Do not approach him.
I repeat, you must not approach him.
Can you hold?
- Phillips and Huntley went there.
- Call them.
"Personal information restricted.
This man is armed and dangerous.
"No approach to be made to subject
or family under any circumstances.
"Department heads, contact
Charles Thompson before any other action."
- They're not answering.
- Oh, sh*t.
Okay, I'm on it. D.J., let's go!
That's their car.
- Camera.
- The door is open. Go.
I'm in here.
FBI! Move to the door so I can see you!
Show me your badge.
- Right here.
- Let me see it!
Right here!
Coming out.
You take one more step and I'll shoot.
Oh, please.
- Put the gun down.
- No way.
Not you. Her.
Put it on the mantel. Back away, slowly.
Hands on your head!
- Hands on your head!
- Lower your voice!
Do not frighten my children.
Who the f*** sent you idiots to my house?
- Where are my children?
With your wife. They're fine.
You have a file on me?
Henry Harold Humphries.
Is that your real name?
- What do you think?
- You've been read your rights?
- My guy's coming.
- No one knows you're here.
Did you send these a**holes to my house?
Are you responsible for that?
Do you have a first name you can give me?
A real one?
Okay, okay, let's play the game.
You can call me H.
What's your first name, Agent Brody?
You kidnapped and detained
two federal agents.
- You admit to that, right?
- They came to my house.
My children were there.
I could've killed them.
So you think you're above the law, is that it?
Do you recognize this man?
Yeah. He's on TV, right?
Helen, I'm sorry, this interview is terminated.
I depend on you. Come on!
It's a screw-up.
Your name is on some list CIA sent the FBI.
No one told me.
I can't believe you let this happen.
You sent us his file. Don't blame FBI.
Really? Did you check the leads
with the little red tags saying
"Do Not Touch"?
Wait, he's under protection?
This is my life.
He's a target. He thought your guys
were killers. Sorry about that.
Thanks for your heartfelt f***ing apology.
Who are you?
Probably best not to ask.
Jack, what's going on?
Can I talk to you for a second?
I can't give you all the details right now,
but we're being moved
to a centralized command facility.
You gonna help me with this one, okay?
Okay, of course.
But where is this facility?
It's classified.
What the hell is this place?
- Agent Brody? All right, follow me, please.
- Yep?
At this point,
I need to take all of your firearms.
- You're not taking my gun.
- Ma'am, I'm sorry. The rules...
- It's okay, son, let her keep it.
- Yes, sir.
I'm General Paulson,
I'm leading the operation here.
- You're Brody?
- Yes.
I know you haven't been briefed on this,
but you guys will be assisting us
with investigative duties
under my command here.
So I'll show you to your offices and...
No disrespect, sir, but outside martial law,
the military has no jurisdiction
on home soil.
Well, there's the Defense Authorization Act.
The President has the authority
to use the armed forces
to suppress any insurrection,
unlawful combination or conspiracy.
This all went through Congress in '07.
Agent Helen! Good to see you again.
- General, nice to see you.
- Charlie. You all know each other?
Yeah, we met earlier. A little mix-up.
What are you doing here?
Who are you guys?
- Independent contractors?
- What agency?
Right, General?
Okay, everyone.
If you could follow me, please.
Right in here, please.
Where are the rest of my people?
We're working with the staff we have here
from this room.
Secure lines are being set up with all
field offices as well as other agencies.
What is this place?
Nowhere. It doesn't exist. Neither do we.
Hey, guys, I need you to see this.
In the name of Allah the merciful,
and his prophet Muhammad,
peace be upon him.
My name is Yusuf Atta Mohamed.
My former name is Steven Arthur Younger.
This is Location One.
We took a screen capture
of all the locations, cleaned them up,
took him out and then took that thing out.
Some of you will recognize this.
It is a bomb.
You've seen this?
All three are identical,
and all three
are nuclear bombs.
Jesus.
I have demands which will be met by you,
I will give you these demands
at a later date.
This is Location Two.
This is Location Three.
All three bombs are set to explode
on Friday the 21st, at noon Pacific Time.
Jesus. That's only four days from now.
The fissionable material
is shielded effectively in lead and water...
You can check the tech details later
if you want.
People, if there's a one percent chance
the threat is serious,
this is a 100%.
How could an individual
manufacture nuclear weapons?
He's one of us. A specialist.
Career military, Delta Force.
Expert in explosives, bomb disposal,
specialized in field nuclear weapons.
Served in Iraq to check out nukes.
He knows what he's doing.
He's 100% American.
When he was a teenager,
his father moved the family to Islamabad
to work at the embassy there.
He's fluent in Farsi and Arabic.
Do we know if there's a way he could
get his hands on fissionable material?
Three years ago, he was on a team
checking nuclear facilities in Russia.
The Russians can't
account for 15 to 18 pounds.
They can't be accurate.
Around five pounds on each bomb.
That's six to ten million casualties, folks.
But do we have any direct evidence
that this is real?
Tehran paid him 20 million to get
nuclear materials out of Russia and into Iran.
Then they lost track of him and the money.
How do you know that?
They told us themselves.
They didn't want us using Younger
as an excuse to bomb the crap out of them.
What does he want? Why is he doing this?
We don't know. So far,
he's made no demands, no further contact.
So we have 72 hours to figure out
where he's hiding.
The focus of your investigation isn't
going to be about Younger's whereabouts.
It's about the location of those three bombs.
That is your immediate priority.
But surely, if we find him,
we'll find the bombs.
Not necessarily, Agent Helen.
You already have him, don't you, General?
Why didn't you come out and tell us?
You didn't have clearance.
It's classified through military intelligence.
"Military intelligence." The great oxymoron.
How was he caught?
A security officer saw him in a mall
in Phoenix.
His picture is plastered all over the country
and he goes to a mall?
People, this is Colonel Kerkmejian.
He'll escort you to view the prisoner.
You're allowed to observe and that's it.
General, when can we interrogate this man?
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