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WILHEMY Holy shit! INT. ECKER'S CRUSADER - CONTINUOUS Tracers and flack pepper the air in front of Ecker's Crusader. METAL PINGS, TINKS, RATTLES off the fuselage. Anti-aircraft and small arms fire comes up from all over, hitting the planes multiple times. He surveys the shapes in the target zone dead ahead. ECKER Lights. And sees the long, canvas-covered objects on the ground. The missiles. They draw closer. ECKER (CONT'D) Camera. A steel fragment CRACKS his window, obscuring our view. ECKER (CONT'D) Action. And he thumbs the CAMERA SWITCH. All twelve B-system cameras begin banging away like cannons. EXT. AERIAL - CRUSADERS - DAY TRACERS lace the air between the two planes as they blast over the missile site. Over trailers. Over tents. Over trucks. Over trenches. Over bulldozers. And then they're out over forest again. It's all over in seconds. The triple-A stops. In unison, the two planes bank right, heading for the distant blue, blue sea. INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - DAY Kenny paces by the phone. It rings. He picks up, listens, reacts. Relief. And we know the planes have made it back. EXT. RUNWAY - CECIL FIELD, FLA. - DAY Ecker jumps down from the cockpit ladder and turns an eye to his battered, pock-marked plane. Wilhemy and the GROUND CREW CHIEF come running up, the Chief letting out a whistle. GROUND CREW CHIEF Lookit what daddy done brung home. WILHEMY You shoulda seen it, Chief, they -- ECKER -- damn sparrows. Must've been migrating. Guess I hit a couple hundred. (to Wilhemy, stern) How many did you hit, Bruce? Wilhemy stands there, looking at Ecker, not sure what to make of him. The Crew Chief just starts laughing as more impressed GROUND CREW come up. WILHEMY A few. I guess. GROUND CREW CHIEF Was them 20 or 40 million sparrows? Ecker, sweat-plastered and foul, steps into the Chief's face. ECKER Those are bird strikes. Sparrows to be precise. Got a problem with that? The Chief stands there, glances at the plane one more time, and shakes his head, 'No.' Ecker takes the Chief's maintenance clipboard from him, writes in big bold marker: BIRD STRIKES. He thrusts it back into the Chief's hands and walks off; the astonished Wilhemy remains behind. INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - DAY In Kenny's credenza, a small black and white T.V. plays. WALTER CRONKITE narrates on the television as a train laden with TANKS on flatbeds pulls out of a station. WALTER CRONKITE (V.O.) Massive military preparations are underway throughout the southeast in what Pentagon officials are confirming is the largest mobilization since Korea. The railways have been nationalized to assist in the deployment, here transporting elements of the U.S. 1st Armored Division from Ft. Hood, Texas. A PHONE RINGS. Kenny turns from the T.V., turns down Walter Cronkite, as he answers. KENNY Yeah? INT. OAS MEETING ROOM - CONTINUOUS George Ball stands at the back of a crowded room filled with applauding OAS DELEGATES. It's for Rusk, at a podium up front. BALL Kenny. The vote just came down. INT. OVAL OFFICE - DAY Kenny opens his door, lets Rusk in. The President, Bobby and half of EXCOM look up. Rusk stands there somber. RUSK Unanimous. One abstenation. And then he breaks into a huge grin. Everyone cheers him. THE PRESIDENT About time something went our way. An Assistant enters behind Kenny. Kenny senses him, turns as the others move to shake hands with Rusk. ASSISTANT Telephone, Mr. O'Donnell. INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - DAY Kenny, grinning, ducks back into his office, closes the door after the Assistant leaves. He picks up the phone. KENNY Hello? INTERCUT CALL TO: INT. READY ROOM - CECIL FIELD - DAY Ecker stands at a phone, stares out a window at a replacement plane being fueled. A Crusader, not his shot-up one. ECKER Mr. O'Donnell, I've been ordered to deliver the film to the Pentagon personally. What's going on? INT. KENNY'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS Kenny thinks fast. Oh shit. KENNY The Chiefs must want to talk to you. (beat) Listen to me, Commander, they'll want to know if you were fired on. Were you? ECKER (O.S.) You could say that, sir. KENNY Commander. Do not, under any circumstances, tell the Chiefs. END INTERCUT INT. PENTAGON - DAY SUPER: E-RING. Then SUPER: THE PENTAGON Ecker, still in his sweat-drenched flight suit approaches a security checkpoint. GUARDS secure his sidearm and user him through a doorway. A sign over it reads JCS. INT. THE TANK - DAY The door swings open into the Joint Chiefs' SOUND-PROOFED briefing room known as THE TANK. LeMay, Taylor and Anderson sit there around the table. Ecker salutes. ECKER Commander William B. Ecker reporting as ordered! LeMay rises, prowls over to Ecker. LEMAY Son , I want to know just one thing. Those bastards shoot so much as a BB gun at you? A long beat. Sweat runs off Ecker's head. He can smell LeMay's breath. ECKER Sir, it was a milk run, sir. INT. WEST WING HALL - NIGHT Kenny joins the President and General Taylor in the hallway as they head for the Oval Office. GENERAL TAYLOR It appears our low-level flights are getting back okay. Some unconfirmed reports of small-arms fire from some of the missions, but that's it. Slightly behind them, Kenny looks sidelong at Taylor. THE PRESIDENT Guess we can't blame Khruschev for a few patriotic farmers. And the ships? GENERAL TAYLOR Still heading for Cuba. THE PRESIDENT All right. Then I guess it's time. INT. OVAL OFFICE - NIGHT FLASHBULBS go off all around the room as the President walks in, goes over to his desk. Reporters observe silently, T.V. cameras track him; Kenny, Bobby and Sorensen watch as the President sits, takes a pen form his pocket. |
