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A WHITE HOUSE POLICE OFFICER jumps up as Kenny approaches. POLICE OFFICER Would you like me to call a car, Mr. O'Donnell. Kenny checks his watch. KENNY How long will it take to get someone up? POLICE OFFICER Fifteen minutes, maybe. To your house, sir? Kenny considers, shakes his head. He wants to go home, but... KENNY No. No, I'll let her sleep. Let 'em sleep. Kenny says it with a certain finality. The Police Officer nods, and Kenny wanders out through the gates, shouldering the weight of the world. EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT Kenny makes his way down a sidewalk not far from the White House. A 24-hour drug store's doors are open. He pauses. Inside, a knot of PEOPLE - late-night deliverymen, a cop, the store employees - talk in undertones at the counter. Behind it, a T.V. is signing off with the national anthem1. Sober voices, sober looks. Kenny moves on. EXT. NEWS STAND - NIGHT A cluster of COLLEGE STUDENTS talk at a news stand. They're waiting for the NEWSIE to cut the bands of the next day's Washington Post, the bundles just being thrown to the sidewalk from the delivery truck. Kenny approaches. In their thing beards, counter-culture clothes, the kids seem so young, Kenny so old. Kenny buys a newspaper, its dire2 headlines, every story about the crisis. EXT. CATHOLIC CHURCH - NIGHT Kenny, newspaper under his arm, continues down the street. Up ahead, the lights are on in a Catholic Church. Lines of CHURCHGOERS are at the door. Kenny stops, surprised at the sight this late. And then he sees the hand-painted banner: CONFESSIONS3 24 HOURS. PRAY FOR PEACE. Kenny is moved. He glances over his shoulder, and then... joins the line himself. INT. WHITE HOUSE - SITUATION ROOM - DAY Kenny's WATCH reads one minute til ten o'clock. PULL BACK TO REVEAL: Kenny, standing4 just inside the open doors to the White House Situation Room, a state-of-the-art conference room. A long, central table surrounded by leather chairs with phones and screens built in. T.V. monitors hang from the ceilings in the corners. There are no windows, just oppressive bunker like walls. It's far underground. Across the room the President paces, phone in hand. Half of EXCOM is in their seats. The other half, along with a steady stream of DUTY OFFICERS, are coming and going. Kenny steps aside for a Duty Officer, listens to the President. THE PRESIDENT Okay, Bob, I'm putting you on intercom. Suddenly, McNamara's VOICE fills the room. MCNAMARA (O.S.) Hey, guys, can you hear me? SMASH CUT TO: INT. FLAG PLOT - THE PENTAGON - DAY McNamara stands, phone in hand. MCNAMARA I have one minute til ten here -- THE CAMERA TRACKS AROUND HIM, REVEALING: A large, elaborate war room, like Mission Control. Big screens, plexiglass tracking boards, tiered banks of communications equipment. A massive LIGHT TABLE on the floor at the center of the room projects a map of the Caribbean and Atlantic. Arcing across it is a RED LINE: the blockade. The map is covered with cryptic5 military notations6; WATCH OFFICERS on a platform which swings out over it update the latest ship positions. McNamara's in a booth overlooking the room. It's open to the next tier below where Admiral Anderson is giving orders. MCNAMARA (CONT'D) -- and no sign of them stopping. INT. SITUATION ROOM - DAY Kenny and Bobby move to the President's end of the table, sit down across from each other in mirror-image fashion. EXCOM looks to the President. The second hand of the clock on the wall wheels past 12. A hush7 falls over the room. THE PRESIDENT Bob, the quarantine is now in effect. INT. FLAG PLOT - DAY McNamara is mute for a beat. He turns to view the big room. MCNAMARA Then it looks like our first customers are the Gagarin and Kimovsk. He nods to Admiral Anderson, who calls an order down to a Watch Officer on the floor, and on screens all around the room, a sector8 of the map MAGNIFIES the unfolding encounter -- EXT. BRIDGE WING - U.S.S. PIERCE - DAY -- between the destroyer, U.S.S. Pierce and the SOVIET9 FREIGHTERS Gagarin and Kimovsk. The Pierce's bridge wings are crammed10 with helmeted OFFICERS and LOOKOUTS11. They peer through binoculars12 at the distant ships, plowing13 ahead, straight for them. The CAPTAIN lowers his binoculars, CAPTAIN Helm, shape heading for intercept15, zero one zero. All ahead full -- OFFICER (O.S.) -- new contact! New contact! Everyone whirls to the bridge. The Captain steps forward. INT. COMBAT INFORMATION CENTER - U.S.S. PIERCE - DAY The Captain ducks into the CIC. The CHIEF SONARAN reports. CHIEF SONARMAN Submerged contact, designation Sierra one at 6000 yards bearing 030. CAPTAIN A submarine... INT. SITUATION ROOM - DAY The President reacts. Kenny and Bobby react. GENERAL TAYLOR It's protecting the freighters. Consternation16. The President picks up the phone. THE PRESIDENT Bob, is there any way we can avoid stopping a submarine first? MCNAMARA (O.S.) I'm afraid not, Mr. President. The sub has positioned itself between the Pierce and the Soviet ships. Admiral Anderson insists it's too much of a risk to proceed with stopping the freighters. The Pierce would be a sitting duck for the sub. All around the room frustration17. Bobby shakes his head. Kenny sinks back in his chair. The President hesitates. THE PRESIDENT Put me through to the Pierce. INT. FLAG PLOT - DAY Admiral Anderson nods to a COMMUNICATIONS OFFICER. The man makes the connection on a switchboard. McNamara casts an eye to the map. The two red MARKERS labeled Gagarin and Kimovsk are joined by a third: the SUB. They are ALMOST TOUCHING18 the blockade line. On the other side, the single blue marker for the Pierce. INT. BRIDGE - U.S.S. PIERCE - DAY The Captain enters the bridge, takes the phone from the arm of his chair. CAPTAIN Mr. President? INT. SITUATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS The President holds the phone, agonized19. THE PRESIDENT Captain, can you force that submarine to the surface for inspection20 without damaging it yourself? INT. BRIDGE, U.S.S. PIERCE - DAY CAPTAIN I can bring it up, Mr. President. But whether it's damaged or not is up to the sub. INT. SITUATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS The President lowers the phone, looks to Bobby and Kenny. MCCONE Even if they force it up, that sub will be inspected over the crews' dead bodies. They'd be executed for allowing it when they got home. All eyes are on the President. His eyes are closed tight, face gray, hand over his mouth. The time of decision is at hand. He lifts the phone once again. THE PRESIDENT Captain, force the sub to the surface for inspection. MCNAMARA (O.S.) Mr. President! We're receiving reports that the ships are stopping! THE PRESIDENT (to phone) Captain, belay that order! (to McNamara) Bob, where's that coming from! MCNAMARA (O.S.) Just a second, Mr. President. THE PRESIDENT Will somebody find out what's going on?! McCone jumps up, leaves the room. The President looks at Kenny, tense. Everyone holds their breath. RUSK Are they stopping? The HISS21 of static on the open line fills the room. Silence. EXT. BRIDGE - U.S.S. JOHN R. PIERCE - CONTINUOUS Lookouts peer across the water at the oncoming Soviet Freighter. 点击收听单词发音
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