影视剧本：13 DAYS-34

                      Yeah?

                                BOBBY (O.S.)

                      Kenny.  It's over.

            EXT. ST. STEPHEN'S CHURCH - DAY

            THE CHURCH BELLS TOLL in raucous celebration.  Kenny, Helen

            and the five O'DONNELL KIDS join the throng packing through

            the doors to the church.  They're all smiling except Kenny

            who searches fro faces in the CROWD.

            And then he spots Bobby with his FAMILY.  Bobby grins at him.

            That makes Kenny grin back.

                                RADIO MOSCOW (O.S.)

                      This is Radio Moscow.  Moscow calling.

            But Kenny keeps looking.

                                RADIO MOSCOW (O.S.) (CONT'D)

                      The following statement is the text of a

                      letter from General Secretary Khruschev

                      to President Kennedy.

            Kenny spots him emerging from the Presidential limo,

            surrounded by Secret Service Agents - John Kennedy.  His

            FAMILY also is with him.

                                RADIO MOSCOW (O.S.) (CONT'D)

                      ...I regard with respect and trust the

                      statement you made in your message of 27

                      October 1962 that there would be no

                      attack, no invasion of Cuba, and not

                      only the part of the United States, but

                      also on the part of the Western

                      Hemisphere, as you said in your same

                      message.  Then the motives which induced

                      us to render assistance of such a kind

                      to Cuba disappear...

            Kennedy, greeting well-wishers, a brilliant smile on his

            face, is carried through the crowd toward Kenny and the doors

            of the church.

                                RADIO MOSCOW (O.S.) (CONT'D)

                      ...it is for this reason that we have

                      instructed our officers - these

                      missiles, as I already informed you are

                      in the hands of Soviet officers to take

                      appropriate measures to discontinue

                      construction, dismantle them, and return

                      them to the Soviet Union.

            EXT. MISSILE SITE - CUBA - DAY

            the base has been half-dismantled over night.  Fuel trucks

            pull away, lumping down the makeshift dirt road.  Across the

            site missiles are lowered, their nose cones being removed.

            A MISSILE on its transporter, Technicians crawling all over

            it, COVERING IT with a tarp.

            A massive Soviet Helicopter's rotors thunder as it lifts off,

            cargo crates swaying under it, a CLOUD OF DUST FROM ITS WASH

            FILLING THE SCREEN, WIPING US TO:

            INT. CABINET ROOM - DAY

            EXCOM laughing, celebrating, half-drunk already this Sunday

            morning.  The President shushes the group.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      Hey!  Hey.  Okay, that's enough.

            The group quiets down.  The Presidents stares at them, calm,

            firm.  They sober up quickly.  Kenny listens, expectant.

                                THE PRESIDENT (CONT'D)

                      I don't want any gloating.  This is not

                      a victory over the Soviets.  It's a

                      victory with the Soviets.

                          (beat)

                      I want everyone to remember that.

            INT. WEST WING HALLWAY - DAY

            Kenny rounds a corner.  McNamara, Bundy and McCone are

            talking, excited, hushed, standing to one side, down the

            hall.  Kenny eyes them as he draws closer, and then they

            notice he's approaching.  Bundy nods him over, confidential.

                                BUNDY

                      We've been talking.  We can play this

                      big in '64.  It's the foreign policy

                      trophy we've been waiting.

            Kenny sickens.  He tries to listen, but it all begins to

            blur.

                                BUNDY (CONT'D)

                      I think we can ride it all the way home

                      next election.  Bet you're way ahead of

                      us, eh?

            Bundy slaps Kenny on the back.  Kenny is pale.  Is what

            they're saying possible?  But Bundy and McCone are too

            wrapped up in their schemes to notice Kenny's distress.

                                MCCONE

                      We've ordered crash reassessment of our

                      major geopolitical hotspots.  We've got

                      a lot of new clout, and we can run the

                      table on the Soviets.  Middle East,

                      Southeast Asia...

            And Kenny, sad, moved beyond all pity and loathing, realizes

            it is possible.  They haven't gotten it.  He is speechless,

            helplessly shaking his head.  Bundy finally sees something

            isn't right with him.

                                MCNAMARA

                      What's wrong, O'Donnell?

            Kenny can't speak.  Can't find the words.  But tongue-tied

            finally manages:

                                KENNY

                      Don't you understand?

            McNamara and Bundy look at him funny.

                                BUNDY

                      Understand what?

            Kenny just looks at them, eyes filled with sorrow.  They

            begin to feel uncomfortable.

                                KENNY

                      The sun came up today.

                                BUNDY

                      Yeah.

                                KENNY

                      It shouldn't have.  But it did.

                                MCCONE

                      We were lucky we were able to keep it

                      under control.

            Kenny looks away, unable to bear it.

                                KENNY

                      Every day the sun comes up... says

                      something about us.

                                BUNDY

                      Says what, Kenny?

            Kenny looks back at them.

                                KENNY

                      Something... amazing.

            They just stare at him.  And with secret smiles, superior

            smiles, they nod.

                                MCNAMARA

                      Sure, Ken.  I understand.  Feels good to

                      win, doesn't it?

            But they don't understand, and together turn away.

                                BUNDY

                      See you later, Kenny.

            Kenny watches them, heads bowed in discussion, disappear into

            the labyrinth of the West Wing.  Kenny turns his back on

            them.

                     INT. PRESIDENT'S BEDROOM - DAY

            The President stands at his mirror, tying a bow tie to a tux

            for some Sunday special event.  Kenny gathers up his folder

            from nearby breakfast table.

            Kenny meets the President's gaze in the mirror, and the two

            men know they have been to the same mountaintop.

                                THE PRESIDENT

                      Kenny...