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RYAN: (ON ANSWERING MACHINE RECORDING) Sorry, we

can't come to the phone right now. If

you'll leave a message, we'll get back to

you as soon as we can. Thanks.

RYAN: (OVER ANSWERING MACHINE) Hi, Mamie, it's

Jack. We're ah...gonna leave London as

planned, but we'll take a cab from the

airport so nobody has to bother to drive and

pick us up.

CATHY: (OVERLAPPING) Ah... Eight. One, two,

three, four, five, six, seven... You

already own that. You own everything.

SALLY: I'll buy another hotel...

RYAN: (OFF) (INTO TELEPHONE) Listen, we

completely forgot about Sally's goldfish.

(ON) If by some miracle they're still

alive, will you feed them and change the

water?

RYAN: Uhm... Mom will make my move, honey.

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) And if they're not, will

you go to the store and see if you can find

a couple that are sort of the same size?

Okay, we'll see you soon. Bye.

SALLY: (OFF) One, two, three, four, five...

RYAN: (OVERLAPPING) What's happening?

SALLY: (EXCITED) ...six! Aha, yes!

RYAN: Oh, no. Another hotel?

CATHY: Now what does he owe you?

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SALLY: Now, you owe me a thousand and a hundred

pounds.

RYAN: I haven't got it. You win. I'm out.

CATHY: This girl is rich.

RYAN: Time to go to sleep.

WAITER: Good evening, sir.

RYAN: Yes?

WAITER: Will...

WAITER: (FACE OFF) ...these do?

RYAN: Uhm... Yeah. Bring 'em in. My wife, I

guess...

RYAN: (OFF) Ah...candles, champagne. Oh,

honey... (LAUGHS) (ON) Sorry I didn't

think of this.

CATHY: That's all right. Only one of us had to.

RYAN: She asleep?

CATHY: Mm-hmm.

CATHY: What about your speech?

RYAN: I'll wing it.

CATHY: You sure?

RYAN: Mm-hmm.

RYAN: (VOICE OVER) We have all watched...

RYAN: (OFF) ...I think with a sense of awe the

protean events which have taken place in

Moscow and the republics. And the enormous

changes...

RYAN: ...resulting from these events.

RYAN: In this volatile climate then I must

conclude that we can only speculate on the

future of Soviet Fleet development and...

RYAN: (OFF) ...deployment. I'd like to thank the

trustees of the Royal Naval Academy for

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their very kind invitation to be here with

you today.

CATHY: He's impressed, Sally. He just can't show

it. He's a professional soldier. It's his

job not to be distracted. Come on, we got

to go meet Daddy.

SALLY: I'm impressed.

CATHY: Find it on the map there?

SALLY: Uh-huh. We're right here.

CATHY: Good.

SALLY: And when we get to the street there we turn

left. No, right. Yeah, right.

CATHY: You're sure?

SALLY: Turn right. Yes.

CATHY: Okay. We're going to turn right. I'm

following your map.

SALLY: Okay. Okay, all right.

SEAN: You mind your bottom, Paddy-boy. Move sure

and fast.

PADDY-BOY: You tol' me that, din't you?

SEAN: So I'm telling you again.

SEAN: This won't be like anything you've ever done

before, little brother.

WOMAN'S VOICE: (OVER RADIO) Target leaving the Palace now.

KEVIN: (INTO RADIO) Right. (TO BOYS) Stay awake,

lads. Here they come.

SALLY: (OFF) That's it. A little more. A little

more.

CATHY: There's Daddy.

RYAN: Down! Get down!

RYAN: (YELLING) Get down!

RYAN: Get down. Keep her down!

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SEAN: Get out of the...!

SEAN: (OFF) ...car! Come on!

SEAN: (OFF) Get out!

SEAN: Open the fuckin' door!

SEAN: Open it, or I'll blow it off!

KEVIN: Come on, let's go!

MASKED MAN: Go, go, go!

SEAN: Paddy?

GUARDSMAN #1: Stop! Army! Drop it!

OFFICER: (OFF) Grab his arms!

SEAN: Paddy-boy...

GUARDSMAN: (OFF) Naw, he's had it.

CATHY: It's all right, sweetie. I want you to stay

here. Everything's going to be okay.

GUARDSMAN #1: Stand back, ma'am.

CATHY: That's my husband. I'm a doctor. I'm going

to treat him.

CATHY: Oh, Jesus! Jack, what were you thinking of?

CATHY: I'm going to set you down, okay?

CATHY: (OFF) Stay with me, Jack. You hear me?

Stay with me. Jack? Jack, stay with me.

CNN CORRESPONDENT: (OFF) The feeling here today is one of

outrage over this (ON) unprecedented

terrorist attack on the Royal Family. And

while...

CNN CORRESPONDENT: ...no group has yet claimed credit, there

is, among many here, speculation already of

Irish...

CNN CORRESPONDENT: (OVER TELEVISION) ...Republican Army

involvement.

CNN CORRESPONDENT: (OFF) (OVER TELEVISION) According to eye

witness accounts, Lord William Holmes, The

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Queen Mother's cousin, and Minister of State

for Northern Ireland, along with his wife

and son would have most certainly been

killed were it not for the heroic efforts of

this man...

CNN CORRESPONDENT: (OFF) (OVER TELEVISION) ...John Patrick

Ryan, the American...

CNN CORRESPONDENT (V.O.): ...tourist who broke up the

assassination attempt.

CNN CORRESPONDENT: (OVER TELEVISION) An author and professor

at the United States Naval Academy in

Annapolis, Maryland, Ryan is a former Marine

lieutenant wounded in the exchange of

gunfire...

CNN CORRESPONDENT: (OVER TELEVISION) ...he is listed in

guarded condition at an undisclosed London

hospital. This is Deborah Weston, CNN News,

London.

RYAN: I'm sorry.

CATHY: It's all right. You're alive. I forgive

you. Otherwise...

RYAN: Hi, pumpkin.

CATHY: I love you.

RYAN: Ah, I love you, too.

HIGHLAND: (OFF) You dignify their cowardice with your

silence. They left you.

HIGHLAND: They drove off without you. I'm curious as

to what is it you think you owe 'em.

OWENS: (OFF) If any of my mates ever drove off and

left me in your hands...

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OWENS: ...I'd not only feel no great sense of

loyalty, I'd make sure to remind meself to

kill them.

HIGHLAND: (OFF) Who are they, Sean?

HIGHLAND: Where are they? The trip was unscheduled,

how'd you know Lord Holmes...

HIGHLAND: (OFF) ...would be there?

HIGHLAND: I can't help you if you don't talk to me,

you know.

OWENS: I'd tear your heart out and serve it up to

you with chips if I didn't know you'd enjoy

it, you Fenian bastard.

KEVIN (V.O.): No, not in all eternity.

KEVIN: He'll not chirp a word. Not Sean Miller.

And not while his brother is lying on a

slab.

KEVIN: What's the matter, Jimmy? Don't you believe

it?

JIMMY: It's the entire thing I don't believe.

JIMMY: The Royal Family, Kevin? You know that only

turns people against us.

JIMMY: Look, this was totally unauthorized...

JIMMY: ...and the other brigade commanders, they

know...

JIMMY: (OFF) ...that you were behind it.

KEVIN: Fuck the bloody I.R.A.

KEVIN: (OFF) All these years of war and they've

got us nowhere.

KEVIN: In its heart and soul, England is still a

monarchy. And that is where we must

strike...at the Royals, and the ruling

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class. You're either with us or you're

against us, Jimmy-boy.

KEVIN: Make up your mind.

JIMMY: Oh, I'm with you.

KEVIN: Good. That's all I wanted to hear.

KEVIN: I'll leave you to it.

JIMMY: Kevin, Charlie's gonna drop by tonight...

JIMMY: ...and try to straighten things out. Be

smart. Talk to him. And hold your temper.

KEVIN: I promise. Thanks, Jimmy.

CHARLIE: Kevin...

CHARLIE: (OFF) Kevin, lad...

CHARLIE: ...it's me, Charlie.

KEVIN: That's me holding my temper, Jimmy-boy.

JIMMY: (LAUGHS) Oh, God. Oh... All right...

ANNETTE: Oh damn, I forgot.

JIMMY: What?

ANNETTE: Where's my bag?

JIMMY: Ah, you're not gonna make me wear a rubber,

are you? You know...

JIMMY: ...the Church says wearin' one of them's a

sin, darlin'.

ANNETTE: So is this, darlin'.

RYAN: (FACE OFF) So what can you tell me about

ah...about this guy?

OWENS: (OFF) Sean? Oh, he's a nice boy, Sean...

OWENS: ...Miller. Shot a parish priest in Derry.

OWENS: During confession, if you can imagine.

OWENS: He thought the father was informing for the

British.

HIGHLAND: (OFF) (INTERRUPTING) Excuse me,

Sergeant...

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HIGHLAND: ...I don't think it's in Mister Ryan's best

interests, or the prosecution's to discuss

matters not...

HIGHLAND: (OFF) ...directly related to the events at

hand.

HIGHLAND: If you can confirm for me that the man in

that photograph is the same man you disarmed

in the square, I think we be through.

RYAN: I can.

HIGHLAND: Do you...

HIGHLAND: (OFF) ...have anything to add, Mister Ryan?

RYAN: Yes.

RYAN: (OFF) The man I killed was Miller's...

OWENS: (OFF) ...brother.

RYAN: ...brother.

OWENS: (OFF) Patrick. Not even seventeen, Paddy-

boy. Recruited...

OWENS: ...by Sean into the I.R.A. before...

HIGHLAND: (INTERRUPTING) Again I think we'd all be

better served if we could preserve the...

HIGHLAND: (OFF) ...clarity of your eventual

testimony.

RYAN: I read it in the newspaper.

RYAN: (OFF) I can hardly see...

HIGHLAND: (INTERRUPTING) I'd appreciate you

refraining from reading the newspapers.

RYAN: Not even Doonesbury?

HIGHLAND: (CHUCKLES) Do you have anything to add?

RYAN: No.

WATKINS: Mister Ryan?

RYAN: Yes.

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WATKINS: My name's Geoffrey Watkins, Principal

Private Secretary to Lord Holmes.

RYAN: It's a pleasure to meet you. Ah, this is my

wife, Catherine.

WATKINS: How do you do?

CATHY: Hello.

WATKINS: So, Doctor Ryan, how is your patient

healing?

CATHY: Just fine. We're looking forward to going

home, though.

WATKINS: I can imagine. May I introduce his

Lordship.

RYAN: Hello.

LORD HOLMES: It's my great honor to finally meet you,

Doctor Ryan.

RYAN: Thank you.

LORD HOLMES: I owe you a debt of gratitude that I shall

never be able to repay.

RYAN: Not at all. Thank you for your kind note.

LORD HOLMES: I'm delighted that you're here to share in

the good news, Mrs. Ryan. Her majesty's

decided to invest your husband K.C.V.O.

Knight Commander of the Victorian Order.

LORD HOLMES: My congratulations, sir, and good luck

today.

CATHY: Sir Jack?

RYAN: Lady Catherine.

RYAN: (OFF) Perhaps. If I'd had more time to

think about it, I would have preferred to do

something else.

BARRISTER: (OFF) So you're saying you...

BARRISTER: ...didn't have time. Is that it?

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RYAN: That's correct.

BARRISTER: So you didn't.

RYAN: Didn't what?

BARRISTER: Think, sir. You didn't think is the point I

believe you're trying to make. No, instead

you...

BARRISTER: ...raced into a situation of which, by your

own admission, you had no

understanding...attacked...

BARRISTER: (OFF) ...my client, who was in fact another

pedestrian...

BARRISTER: (OFF) ...hurrying to help.

RYAN: Wearing a ski mask...

BARRISTER: ...shot a second man in the chest, this one

taking you...can it be...

RYAN: (INTERRUPTING) After he shot at me.

BARRISTER: (OFF) ...three shots at point blank range

in order to fell the second victim.

RYAN: I used that force I deemed necessary.

BARRISTER: I should say so. I doubt very much...

BARRISTER: (OFF) ...whether anyone in the courtroom

would disagree.

RYAN: (OFF) Excuse me.

RYAN: I didn't make this happen, sir.

BARRISTER: (OFF) No further questions.

RYAN: (OFF) He did.

BARRISTER: (OFF) Oh, my Lord, there is one more

question.

BARRISTER: Are you still, Doctor Ryan, in the paid

service of the Central Intelligence...

BARRISTER: ...Agency? I should remind you that you're

under oath.


RYAN: No.

BARRISTER: (OFF) I beg your pardon?

RYAN: No.

BARRISTER: That's all. Thank you.

LORD JUSTICE: (OFF) The witness may stand down. Thank

you very much.

RYAN: Thank you.

LORD JUSTICE: (OFF) Gentlemen...

LORD JUSTICE: (OFF) ...I think this might be an

appropriate moment.

SEAN: Bloody proud of yourself, aren't you? You

stuck your nose in where it didn't belong...

SEAN: ...and now you've killed my baby brother.

SALLY: Hey, Daddy.

RYAN: Hey, pumpkin.

SALLY: Hey. Wow, you guys have really grown.

RYAN: How are you feelin'?

CATHY: Well, not so good.

RYAN: Tired?

CATHY: No.

RYAN: I have no idea what time it is. Feels like

morning to me.

CATHY: Hmm. You're telling me.

RYAN: Did I miss something?

CATHY: No. But I did.

CATHY: I'm pregnant.

RYAN: Honey...

SALLY: Can I watch some t.v.?

SALLY: (OFF) I'm not at all tired.

SALLY: What?

CATHY: Plates.

SALLY: (OFF) I don't have any say in this, do I?


RYAN: Sure you do, honey. This is a family.

RYAN: (OFF) Everybody's got a say.

SALLY: Well my say is after the fact.

SALLY: Or am I wrong?

RYAN: No. You're right.

SALLY: Michaela really despises her little sister.

RYAN: Yeah. Well...

RYAN: ...ready for this? It could be even worse.

It could be a baby brother.

SALLY: Oh, no. Boys.

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) I mean, do you refer to

these...

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) ...fighting men as

terrorists?

BENNETT: (OVER TELEVISION) No.

CATHY: Jack...

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) You call them...

RYAN: It's true. Boys are...

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) (OVERLAPPING)

...patriots.

SALLY: (OFF) Thank you.

BENNETT: (OVER TELEVISION) Do you in fact deny that

the I.R.A. was behind this assassination

attempt?

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) When the I.R.A. carry out

any form of campaign, they admit to it.

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) That's the policy.

They're proud, you say, they did it?

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) Have the I.R.A. admitted

to this? I mean, common sense, logic...

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) ...some form of reason...

SALLY: (OFF) May I at least suggest some names?


BENNETT: (OVER TELEVISION) Some think your efforts

in America raising money for the Irish Cross

will be effected...

RYAN: Sure you can, honey.

ANNETTE: Good morning, Mr. Cooley.

COOLEY: And to you, Madame.

COOLEY: How's business?

ANNETTE: Fine, thank you. I came upon this first

edition in an estate auction. Can your man

restore it?

COOLEY: And when would you want this by, Madame?

ANNETTE: (FACE OFF) Soon.

ANNETTE: (OFF) As you can see, it's very pressing.

COOLEY: I'm not sure. The binder may have some

trouble with this.

ANNETTE: Is that so?

COOLEY: I'll see what I can do. He's not a miracle

worker, you know.

ANNETTE: No, obviously he's not...

ANNETTE: (OFF) ...Mr. Cooley.

ANNETTE: The best you can arrange then.

ANNETTE: (FACE OFF) Thanks, Cooley.

COOLEY: Good day, Madame.

HIGHLAND: Hello, Sean. You don't mind if I come along

with you, do you?

HIGHLAND: Although I disapprove of the things you've

done, Sean, I can't quite bring myself to

condemn you.

HIGHLAND: I can't...because I understand where the

hatred comes from.

HIGHLAND: (OFF) I more than understand it.


HIGHLAND: But the present fact is that we're very near

now the darkest hole in all of Great

Britain. And you still won't speak to me.

MAN'S VOICE: (OVER RADIO) They're raising the bridge.

We'll be here about five minutes.

CONSTABLE #1: (INTO RADIO) Understood.

CONSTABLE #1: (INTO RADIO) Mobile Three, Lymington...

CONSTABLE: (OFF) (INTO RADIO) Hello Lymington.

KEVIN: Open the door.

KEVIN: Open it, or I'll kill him.

CONSTABLE #1: They've got the bridge-keeper.

CONSTABLE #2: What do we do?

HIGHLAND: We open the door.

KEVIN: Open it.

CONSTABLE #2: But for Chrissakes...

HIGHLAND: But what? Wait until they kill him, then...

HIGHLAND: (OFF) ...open the door?

KEVIN: Your guns.

HIGHLAND: We are unarmed.

CONSTABLE #2: (OFF) Just who the hell are you?

KEVIN: Get them out.

GUNMAN: Get your head down!

GUNMAN: Get down on the bloody ground! Don't you

fuckin' move!

KEVIN: Didn't think we'd forget about you, did you?

SEAN: Unlock the cuffs.

SEAN: Inspector Robert Highland...

SEAN: (OFF) ...this is a friend of mine.

KEVIN: (OFF) We meet at last, Mr. Highland.

KEVIN: Tell me, what do they pay you to turn

against your own people?

KEVIN: (OFF) Eh?


HIGHLAND: Get on with it and be on your way.

KEVIN: (OFF) Very well.

KEVIN: If that's the way you feel about it...

RYAN: (OFF) C'mon, Cath.

RYAN: Do I got the tickets, or what?

CATHY: I don't have them.

SALLY: I don't have them.

CATHY: They're on the fridge.

SALLY: (OFF) Dad...

RYAN: Honey, there's plenty of time.

RYAN: Hello, Admiral.

ADMIRAL GREER: Morning, Jack. You know...

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) ...Marty Cantor.

JACK: (OFF) Marty.

CANTOR: (OFF) Jack. How's the shoulder?

RYAN: Not too bad.

ADMIRAL GREER: Something's come up. Can we sit down and

have a chat?

CANTOR: (OFF) They were moving him to Albany Prison

on the Isle of Wight when it happened.

CANTOR: We think he's left the country.

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) Marty, excuse me, let's deal in what

we know...

ADMIRAL GREER: ...and not what we don't. We know he's

escaped. We know it happened in Kent, near

the Channel.

ADMIRAL GREER: If he's left the country... Jack, you

listening?

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) The chances he'd come here, that he'd

try...

ADMIRAL GREER: ...that he could come here...are so remote,

I have trouble even saying it.


RYAN: And yet your first instinct was to come all

the way out here and tell me.

ADMIRAL GREER: Marty...

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) ...you want to excuse us a few

minutes?

RYAN: I've got a few more weeks before school

starts, but I've gotta dig in and prepare...

RYAN: (OFF) ...a few lectures.

ADMIRAL GREER: You want to come down, look over what we

got?

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) You might turn up something we

haven't.

RYAN: You're asking me if I want to come back.

ADMIRAL GREER: Yep.

RYAN: We'll try and go next week, honey.

SALLY: All right.

RYAN: Sorry. Sean Miller escaped.

CATHY: Well, what does that mean?

RYAN: They just wanted me to know. They thought I

might be concerned. I'm not. The I.R.A.'s

not stupid. They're not going to follow me

all the way over here.

RYAN: We talked about it, they agree. They're

gone. That's it.

CATHY: They didn't ask you to come back to C.I.A.?

RYAN: I said no.

CATHY: Just like that.

RYAN: I don't want to go back, honey.

CATHY: I saw them coming and I just...

RYAN: I know.

CATHY: I can't go back to that life again. You

know?


ANNETTE: (OFF) Sally, wait up, honey.

KEVIN: (OFF) I bet your cell was even better than

this. Bloody Ritz in comparison.

CLARKE: Least you had your own toilet bowl, eh,

Sean?

KEVIN: Come on, Sean, cheer up, you just been

spared a lifetime of hell on earth. A word

of gratitude might even be in order.

SEAN: I don't feel like restin'.

SEAN: Laying around in the sun like some

complacent tourist.

KEVIN: If we're to build an army, we've got to

train like soldiers. We can't do that in

Ireland. Not now.

SEAN: Bleedin' waste of time.

KEVIN: There's laying about, and there's laying

low.

KEVIN: (OFF) There's a difference.

SEAN: Is there?

ANNETTE: (OFF) It's Lord Holmes who should be

worried about...

ANNETTE: ...complacency. Next time he won't be so

lucky. Post him back to Whitehall in little

pieces if that's what it...

ANNETTE: (OFF) ...takes to free every Irish

political prisoner.

SEAN: That's not who I'm thinkin' of.

KEVIN: (OFF) I know that...

KEVIN: ...Sean. But what Ryan done can't be

undone. So you should stop thinking about

it.

SEAN: I can't.


LORD HOLMES: How in the world could something like this

have happened?

OWENS: Inspector Highland picked the day. Picked

the decoy routes. Picked the men. And

still they knew.

WATKINS: He had two children, apparently.

LORD HOLMES: Tragic. Tragic.

WATKINS: S.O.-Thirteen has narrowed it down to

thirty-one people who had...

WATKINS: (OFF) ...prior knowledge of your itinerary

on the day of the attack, and of Miller's

transfer.

WATKINS: Five of whom are now dead.

OWENS: Sir, I think it might be best if we limit...

OWENS: (OFF) ...your appointments for the time

being.

LORD HOLMES: I will not have my itinerary dictated to

me...

LORD HOLMES: (OFF) ...by terrorists.

OWENS: Whoever this traitor is, they better pray to

God I never find him.

WATKINS: We know you'll do your best, Sergeant.

LEADER: And we don't know if we're ever coming home.

CADETS: (CHANTING) And we don't know if we're ever

coming home.

LEADER: Stand up, buckle up, shuffle to the door...

CADETS: Stand up, buckle up, shuffle to the door...

LEADER: And jump right out and shout Marine Corps!

RYAN: Egesta appealed to Athens on what basis? On

what grounds?

RYAN: Mister Viederman? Bad time for you?


VIEDERMAN: Well, uhm...they said they'd be

grateful...didn't they?

RYAN: (OFF) Uh-huh. Yeah.

MIDSHIPMAN #1: (OFF) Uhm...

RYAN: Mm-hm.

MIDSHIPMAN #1: Fight our battle and the rest of the world

will fear and respect you.

RYAN: Yeah, but didn't the rest of the world fear

and respect Athens already?

MIDSHIPMAN #2: Didn't matter.

RYAN: Didn't matter? Why not?

MIDSHIPMAN #3: Pride, sir?

MIDSHIPMAN #4: That's the battle they lost. The real

battle.

MIDSHIPMAN #5: Attention on deck.

ROBBY: (OFF) Attention to orders.

ROBBY: I have a presentation to make.

ROBBY: For service above and beyond the call of

duty...

ROBBY: ...of a tourist, even a Marine, we

recognize...

ROBBY: ...Professor John Patrick Ryan with the

Order of the Purple Target. And hope...

ROBBY: (FACE OFF) ...that he will duck next time,

lest he...

ROBBY: ...become part of history, rather than a

teacher of it.

CATHY: How old is he?

NURSE: (OFF) Ten.

CATHY: Plate glass window?

NURSE: (OFF) Mm-hmm.

CATHY: Here we go. Hi, guys.


NURSE #2: Good morning, Cathy.

CATHY: Hmm. I've got a retina at one o'clock. We

might have to bump it. This could take some

time.

CATHY: Yeah, let's bump it.

NURSE #2: (OFF) We're all set to go.

CATHY: Okay. Let's do it.

ROBBY: So, you just waded on in like John Wayne.

ROBBY: Why'd you do it? What were you thinking,

man?

RYAN: I don't know. I wasn't thinking.

ROBBY: That's it?

ROBBY: You sound like some of my students.

RYAN: Just pissed me off.

RYAN: (OFF) I couldn't just stand there and watch

them shoot those people right in front of

me.

RYAN: It was...rage. Pure rage. It just made me

mad.

ROBBY: Well, here's hoping you never get mad at me,

man.

GIRLS: (OFF) Okay now, it's my turn.

DRIVER: (OFF) She's late, Sean.

SALLY: And then she was at her...this dance, and

then this guy, at the end, he...

GIRLS: (OFF) (SHRIEK IN DISGUST)

DRIVER: Kinda cute, isn't she?

SEAN: Is she?

SALLY: Bye!

SALLY: Hi, Mommy.

CATHY: (OFF) Baby, (ON) how are you?

SEAN: Let's do it.


SEAN: Damn.

SEAN: Highway Fifty. West.

NAVAL GUARD: Good night, Doc.

RYAN: Good night.

GUARD #1: Doctor Ryan...

GUARD #2: He's getting away!

RYAN: Where's Sean Miller?


GUARD: (OFF) Dr. Ryan, get out of the way, please.

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) Yeah. Doctor Catherine

Ryan, please.

MARINE GUARD: Mister Ryan! Mister Ryan! Are you all

right?

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) How long?

MARINE GUARD: Doctor Ryan...

RYAN: Come on! Come on!

DOCTOR'S VOICE: (OVER CAR PHONE) Surgery.

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Yes, this is Doctor Ryan.

Ah... I'd like the results on the Thompson

boy's retinal scan.

DOCTOR'S VOICE: (OVER CAR PHONE) Hold, please.

RYAN: Come on, Cathy. Get off the phone.

SALLY: Look, Mom.

CATHY: Oh, it's beautiful.

DOCTOR'S VOICE: (OVER CAR PHONE) Are you still holding?

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Yes, I'm still holding.

Look, I'd like to speak with Doctor Sutton.

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) Operator, I want to make

an emergency breakthrough.

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) The number is five-five-

five, three-four-six-four. Yeah, it's a


mobile phone, yeah. What do you mean, I

can't?

SEAN: Go faster, dammit!

DOCTOR SUTTON'S VOICE: (OVER CAR PHONE) Doctor Ryan, we have

the results of that retinal scan.

Everything is fine.

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) That's great. Thank you.

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Hello?

RYAN: (OVER CAR PHONE) Cathy...

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Jack?

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) Cathy, something's

happened, honey. Is Sally with you?

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Yeah.

SALLY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Hi, Dad.

RYAN: (OVER CAR PHONE) Is everything all right?

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) Yeah. Everything's fine.

SEAN: There she is.

DRIVER: (OFF) Right.

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) Honey, I want you to get

off the highway and get to the nearest

police station...

RYAN: (OVER CAR PHONE) ...as quick as you can,

all right?

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) The police station?

RYAN: (OVER CAR PHONE) Cathy, just get off the

highway, right now.

SEAN: Steady, mate. Steady.

RYAN: (OVER CAR PHONE) Where are you now?

CATHY: (INTO CAR PHONE) I'm at Rowe Boulevard.

RYAN: (OVER CAR PHONE) There's a state police

barracks on Houston Street.

RYAN: (INTO CAR PHONE) I'll meet you there.


CATHY: (OVER CAR PHONE) Okay.

SALLY: (OFF) Something wrong, Mom?

CATHY: No, everything's fine. It's okay.

SALLY: (SCREAMS)

SEAN: They're gone!

ATTENDANT: (OFF) I got it. Go ahead.

DR. SHAPIRO: Mr. Ryan?

RYAN: Yeah.

DR. SHAPIRO: Your wife's okay. She sustained a

concussion, but we ran a complete skull

protocol...

RYAN: (INTERRUPTING) She's pregnant.

DR. SHAPIRO: Yeah, I know.

DR. SHAPIRO: The baby's okay. You don't have to worry

about...

RYAN: What about my daughter?

DR. SHAPIRO: Let's, ah... Let's sit down...

DR. SHAPIRO: ...for a moment.

RYAN: No. Talk to me.

DR. SHAPIRO: It's going to be a little while before we

know, maybe in the morning.

DR. SHAPIRO (V.O.): She, ah...

CATHY: Where's Sally?

RYAN: She's in the recovery room, honey.

RYAN: They're watching her. They'll know in seven

or eight hours.

RYAN: (SOBBING) They had to remove her spleen.

RYAN: She's in pretty bad shape.

CATHY: (CRYING) I'm sorry.

REPORTER: In a few moments, we expect a comment from

Mr. Paddy O'Neil. Mr. O'Neil is the Sinn

Fein...


ROBBY: (OFF) Jack, here you go.

ROBBY: You okay?

RYAN: (UNDER HIS BREATH) I'm fine.

REPORTER: (OVER TELEVISION) And now we go to Carrie

Johnson, ready to speak to Mr. Paddy O'Neil.

O'NEIL: (OFF) I've come to stand vigil and to pray

for the recovery of the...

O'NEIL: (OFF) ...victims of this senseless attack.

(OVER T.V.) Sinn Fein are outraged, as

indeed are most Irish-Catholics this morning

of this heinous crime.

O'NEIL: (OVER T.V.) Look, I want to share with

Doctor Ryan personally...

O'NEIL: (OVER T.V.) ...our empathy and anguish, but

I will wait, as I feel proper...

O'NEIL: ...for the most appropriate time.

REPORTER: Yeah, but can you confirm or deny that

funding for the I...

REPORTER: (OVER TELEVISION) ...R.A....

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) The I.R.A. are not

responsible for this attack.

REPORTER: (OVER TELEVISION) What you're saying is,

the I.R.A. had nothing to do with this

incident?

O'NEIL: (OVER TELEVISION) We'll have no more

questions.

REPORTER: (OVER TELEVISION) Thank you, Mr. O'Neil.

DR. SHAPIRO: She's gonna be okay.

RYAN: Thank you.

SISSY: Don't worry. She's all right.

BODYGUARD: Ryan.

O'NEIL: (OFF) Mr. Ryan...


O'NEIL: Mr. Ryan, I'd like to share with you our

deep...

O'NEIL: (OFF) ...regret about...

O'NEIL: Mr. Ryan...

CANTOR: You know the deal, Jack, come on...you're

involved...that's not good process.

RYAN: (OVERLAPPING) Marty, don't tell me about

the deal.

CANTOR: You are the victim of a crime, and that does

not make for the best analysis, even if you

knew something about terrorism, which you do

not. I have guys on it. Guys who know

something about the I.R.A.

RYAN: (INTERRUPTING) Marty, I am not standing

here...

CANTOR: This is not naval intelligence. You know

better.

RYAN: (INTERRUPTING) Marty! I am not standing

here with my hat in my hand. I am telling

you I want back in.

ADMIRAL GREER: Jack...

RYAN: Sir.

ADMIRAL GREER: ...thank God about Sally.

RYAN: Thank you.

ADMIRAL GREER: Alice and I are relieved beyond words.

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) You manage any sleep?

RYAN: Not much, sir.

ADMIRAL GREER: I'm interrupting something. You were

explaining to Jack about how we'd be better

off...

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) ...without him around here.

ADMIRAL GREER: Or something along those lines.


CANTOR: Marc Spiva, Jack Ryan.

CANTOR: Tony Ferro...

RYAN: Hi.

CANTOR: ...Alex Winter...

ALEX: Jack.

RYAN: Nice to meet you, Alex.

ROSE: Well...

RYAN: Rose.

ROSE: I have to say you're looking better than...

ROSE: ...I expected.

RYAN: It's an illusion, I'm afraid.

ROSE: Of course it would have to be, wouldn't it?

Well, it's good to see you again,

regardless.

RYAN: You, too.

ROSE: Look, we've carved a niche for you. And

here's your night table reading.

RYAN: (FACE OFF) I'm on it.

RYAN: "Father killed by a R.U.C., Belfast,

nineteen seventy-nine."

BORDER GUARD: Good morning, sir. Kill the engine, please.

Can I see some form of identification,

please?

IRA SOLDIER #1: Did you see the game in Dublin?

IRA SOLDIER #2: Yeah. It's all right.

IRA SOLDIER #1: That penalty call...

IRA SOLDIER #1: (OFF) ...was never a penalty.

IRA SOLDIER #2: (OFF) Yeah, he was outside the area.

BOMBER #1: (OFF) What the hell?

POLICE: Nobody move!

OWENS: Get 'em up!

OWENS: Mornin'.


ROSE: (OFF) Kevin O'Donnell...

ROSE: Long time I.R.A. strategist, friend of the

Miller family... Ah, he was there when

Timothy Miller was killed in 'seventy-nine.

Looked after his boys, Sean...

ROSE: (OFF) ...and Patrick.

RYAN: (OFF) No mark.

ROSE: This photo's not a year old. I think if we

can find O'Donnell, we'll find Miller still

standing at his side. Are you with me,

Jack?

WINTER: (OVERLAPPING) What do the cops have on the

van?

SPIVA: (OFF) (OVERLAPPING) Nothing you wouldn't

expect, stolen five days ago (ON) in Boston.

FERRO: (OVERLAPPING) Hundred and seven that night,

ninety-six hundred passengers, we're still

breaking it down.

RYAN: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm just thinking.

SPIVA: What about the gun?

WINTER: What about it? You think it's going to turn

up registered?

GROUP: (OVERLAPPING COMMENTS)

RYAN: Son of a bitch.

ROSE: What?

RYAN: Uhm... Look, uhm... S.O.-Thirteen gets an

anonymous tip about ah...some bomb-like

stuff on...on a table in an apartment.

RYAN: They go in there, get some I.R.A. bad guys,

they look around and see there's no way

anybody could have seen through the window

like the tipster said.


RYAN: We've got three I.R.A. hitmen at a farmhouse

hit by somebody else.

CANTOR: (OFF) That's British soldiers getting out

of hand, Jack. They're...

CANTOR: ...not above it. Not after a hit on the

Royal Family.

RYAN: (OFF) No, no, no. Look.

RYAN: (OFF) We got Brigade Commander of the

I.R.A., Jimmy O'Reardon. Checks into a

cheap hotel room...

RYAN: ...ends up dead, double tap to the head.

Very...

RYAN: (OFF) ...professional. And...

RYAN: And that was how long after the farmhouse?

WINTER: Same day.

RYAN: Same day.

CANTOR: What are you coming to, Jack?

CANTOR: Jack?

CANTOR: (OFF) Jack, where you going?

RYAN: I'm just gonna go throw some water on my

face.

CATHY (V.O.): Jack!

SECRETARY: Excuse me.

SECRETARY: I, ah...think one of us is in the wrong

room.

RYAN: I'm sorry.

SECRETARY: That's okay.

CATHY: Jack!

RYAN (V.O.): Down!

O'NEIL (V.O.): When the I.R.A. carry out any form of...

O'NEIL (V.O.): ...campaign, they admit to it.

RYAN (V.O.): Get down!


O'NEIL (V.O.): I mean, common sense, logic...

O'NEIL (V.O.): ...some sort of...

RYAN (V.O.): Down! Get down!

GROUP: (OVERLAPPING CONVERSATIONS) Rose, what do

you have?

RYAN: Listen, who are we looking for here, huh?

The I.R.A. terrorists, or some ultra-violent

faction within the I.R.A., fighting the

cause their way? Yeah, yeah. Jimmy

O'Reardon checked into a hotel with a woman

with long hair. Long red hair! This is who

we should be looking for. We find her,

we'll find him.

SEAN: I saw his wife and daughter die. But she

and Neddie blew it. Ryan's still alive.

KEVIN: They're not dead, Sean.

SEAN: What?

KEVIN: They survived it. I can't say it any

plainer than that.

KEVIN: It doesn't matter. The trip served its

purpose.

SEAN: It does matter.

ANNETTE: Sean, Americans hold their breath every time

a little girl falls down a pipe in her

backyard. But you've shot at one with a

submachine gun on her way back from school.

KEVIN: Now we've started a bleedin' war.

KEVIN: The Brits are tearing apart Belfast for the

I.R.A., and their American money are denying

the hits so loud, it only makes them look

more guilty.


KEVIN: (OFF) The war is raging, and when it's

over...

KEVIN: ...we'll be the only ones left standing.

KEVIN: Sean, I let you go for Paddy-boy. But

that's it.

KEVIN: We've got work to do.

KEVIN: (OFF) And it's not in Maryland.

RYAN: Hello.

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) Yeah?

SEAN: (OVER TELEPHONE) How's the family, Ryan?

SEAN: (OVER TELEPHONE) Nearly lost them, didn't

you?

SEAN: (OVER TELEPHONE) It's easy to get at them.

You should look after your family better,

you know. Are you there?

RYAN: (OFF) Yeah.

SEAN: (OVER TELEPHONE) I understand your little

girl's feeling better, eh? Lost her...

SEAN: (OVER TELEPHONE) ...spleen, though, yeah?

I pity that. Make it mighty tough on her to

fight off infection, eh, Jacky?

RYAN: (ANGRY) (INTO TELEPHONE) You sick son of a

bitch!

CATHY: (OFF) It was him, wasn't it?

CATHY: He's never gonna leave us alone.

RYAN: He'll never get that close to us again,

honey. That's why he's making calls in the

middle of the night. It's all he can do.

CATHY: You get him, Jack. I don't care what you

have to do. Just get him.

IRISH BAND: (SINGS IRISH FOLK SONG)

RYAN: (FACE OFF) Can I buy you a drink?


O'NEIL: No. Let me buy you one.

O'NEIL: Barman, two whiskeys.

RYAN: The I.R.A.'s not responsible for all this, I

know that.

O'NEIL: Are you waiting for me to agree with you?

I've been saying this to the press until I'm

blue in the face.

RYAN: That's the point, isn't it? You claim

responsibility for one thing, deny it for

another.

RYAN: Nobody believes you anymore.

RYAN: I want to know where Sean Miller and Kevin

O'Donnell are.

O'NEIL: Let me try and understand this. You want me

to sell out my fellow Irishman to you? Is

that why you've come down here?

O'NEIL: You don't understand me at all.

RYAN: Oh, I think I do.

O'NEIL: Look, I don't give a damn what they've done,

but the day that I sell out my countrymen

will be the day I put a bullet through my

own head.

RYAN: That's it, then, huh?

O'NEIL: That's it. You know, on second thought

maybe I won't have a drink with you.

RYAN: Okay, then I'll go home.

O'NEIL: Have a safe trip.

RYAN: (LOUDER) I'll go home and call the T.V.

stations. Give them what they want.

RYAN: Let them take their cameras into my

daughter's hospital room.

RYAN: (OFF) Put her on the evening news.


RYAN: I don't give a shit whether you did it or

not, and neither will anyone else, but I

will put such a strangle-hold on your gun

money, you'll be out on the street throwing

rocks. I will fucking destroy you.

RYAN: I will make it my mission in life!

ROBBY: Excuse me.

O'NEIL: Well, lads, did you hear that? (CHUCKLES)

FOREIGN TRAINER: (SPEAKS IN LIBYAN LANGUAGE)

FOREIGN TRAINER: (SPEAKS IN LIBYAN LANGUAGE)

ANNETTE: Stand sideways, you're less of a target.

TRAINER: Yes! (SPEAKS IN LIBYAN LANGUAGE)

ANNETTE: Satellite's coming!

KEVIN: (SPEAKS IN LIBYAN LANGUAGE) Let's go!

KEVIN: Come on. Come on!

KEVIN: (OFF) Sean, get inside!

RYAN: (OFF) So...

RYAN: ...S.O.-Thirteen traced the weapons used in

the Lord Holmes incident...

RYAN: ...to an arms dealer that supplies Kaddafi.

Now when Sean Miller escaped, he was last

seen in a Zodiac heading out in the Channel

in a gale, which didn't make much sense,

until I checked on the freighters that were

out there that day.

RYAN: (OFF) Syrian registry. Known to carry arms

from the Middle East to client...

RYAN: (OFF) ...states in the Mediterranean,

including Kaddafi.

ROSE: So, Miller takes a slow boat to...

ROSE: ...North Africa.


RYAN: Exactly. Now we send our birds up over the

desert, photographing...what...how many

camps?

FERRO: A hundred and eighty-two.

RYAN: A hundred and eighty-two camps a day in

North Africa.

RYAN: Libyan bases, P.L.O., Red Brigade, Action-

Directe, West German Red Army Faction...but

on the day that this particular ship docked

in Bengazzi, there was activity in only nine

camps with people arriving. Now, this one

we know for sure...

RYAN: (FACE OFF) ...is P.L.O. This one's Shining

Path. These seven we're not so sure about.

RYAN: Why?

FERRO: Ah, well, because we got satellites...

RYAN: (INTERRUPTING) Because the people in those

camps know, probably better than we do,

exactly what time the satellite's gonna pass

overhead.

RYAN: (OFF) And Marty...

RYAN: ...unless you authorize us to re-task...

RYAN: (OFF) ...those satellites, so we can get a

look before they're overhead, from the

side...

RYAN: ...we're never gonna know which camp they're

at.

CANTOR: Jack, do you have any idea how big a deal it

is to re-task...

CANTOR: (OFF) ...those satellites?

RYAN: Yeah.


RYAN: (OFF) Bring up Camp Eighteen again.

Tighten on the camp here.

RYAN: Let's look up in here. See what we can see.

RYAN: Show me this grouping here.

RYAN: (OFF) Hmmm. No, that's nothing.

RYAN: Go back to the ah...bigger picture. Let me

see down there.

RYAN: (OFF) What's that?

RYAN: Tighten up on that, will you?

RYAN: Hmm. Can you enhance that? Sharpen it up?

RYAN: Tits.

ADMIRAL GREER: S.A.S. could take out any one of these camps

in under two minutes.

ADMIRAL GREER: Kill everybody there, and be gone before the

echo fades. Are you sure...

ADMIRAL GREER: ...this is the same woman?

ADMIRAL GREER: Keep at it, huh?

RYAN: Son of a bitch.

RYAN: Hi.

SALLY: Read it again, Daddy.

RYAN: (READING) "The sun did not shine, it was

too wet to play, so we sat in the house on a

cold, cold wet day."

RYAN: "I sat there with Sally, we sat there, we

two. And I said 'How I wish we had

something to do.'"

RYAN: (OFF) "Too wet to go out, too cold to play

ball, so we sat in the house, we did nothing

at all."

RYAN (V.O.): "So all we could do was just sit, sit, sit,

sit. And we did not like it, not one little

bit."


RYAN (V.O.): "And then something went..."

RYAN (V.O.): "...boom."

RYAN: (FACE OFF) Paddy O'Neil can sleep at night.

In fact, he probably enjoys...

RYAN: ...the irony. She's not Irish. She's

English.

CANTOR: (FACE OFF) And this is the girl...

CANTOR: ...you saw? In the blink of an eye in a

Jeep as it passed you doing forty?

RYAN: Yeah.

CANTOR: What am I supposed to do here?

RYAN: Tell S.O.-Thirteen you know who she is.

Tell them her name, give them her picture,

tell them she poses as a rare book dealer

and ask them to look for her. What do you

mean what do you do?

CANTOR: What am I supposed to do with you, Jack?

You walk into a bar, half of whose customers

want you dead, you walk up to the I.R.A.'s

bagman and in front of his guys, you

threaten him? You're not a field man, Jack,

you never were. You're an analyst, analyze

that.

RYAN: I am not after your job, Marty. I'm after

the man who tried to kill my family.

CANTOR: Then, will you think? You tell O'Neil that

you're looking for a girl, he gives you the

pictures of a girl. He obliges you, to get

you off his back, and you...

CANTOR: (OFF) ...believe him?

RYAN: I didn't tell him I was looking for a girl,

Marty.


ASHLEY: Sarge...

OWENS: Hmm?

ASHLEY: Come and look at this.

ELECTRICIAN: (FACE OFF) A bit of a book worm myself...

ELECTRICIAN: ...not that you'd know it to look at me.

What's your passion, mate? Mysteries? Spy

novels? Familiar with Ian Fleming, are you?

COOLEY: This is a rare book shop.

ELECTRICIAN: Rare books... Yes, so they are.

COOLEY: Can you locate the problem, or do I have to

call someone else?

ELECTRICIAN: Already have. The wiring in this whole

place dates from before the war. The first

war. It's what we call in the electrical

business "rare".

COOLEY: Yes. Can you fix it?

ELECTRICIAN: Sure, I can fix it. Can you afford it?

ELECTRICIAN: (FACE OFF) That's the question.

COOLEY: Just fix it.

ELECTRICIAN: Hello...

OWENS: He's seen it, has he?

ASHLEY: I don't know.

OWENS: (OFF) He's got it off.

ELECTRICIAN: Hey, what do you make of this?

COOLEY: I, ah...

COOLEY: (OFF) I, ah... I have no idea.

OWENS: Damn!

COOLEY: I have to go out now for a few minutes, to

deliver some books.

COOLEY: Please, keep about your repairs.

ELECTRICIAN: (OFF) I'll be here all week, gov, don't

worry.


OWENS: (YELLS) He's mine!

OWENS: Damn!

1ST AIDE: (OFF) Dinner at the White House is no

problem...

LORD HOLMES: What is the problem?

1ST AIDE: No problem. We're just, ah...running out of

dates. Yes, we could do that. Move that to

there, which would leave us...the

Fourteenth? The Fourteenth.

LORD HOLMES: Geoffrey...

LORD HOLMES: (OFF) ...let's check with John Ryan about

scheduling a presentation dinner...

LORD HOLMES: ...at our embassy in Washington on the ah...

1ST AIDE: ...Fourteenth.

LORD HOLMES: The Fourteenth.

LORD HOLMES: (OFF) So, let's go over this again...

LORD HOLMES: ...so I can get it clear. We start in

Washington...

WATKINS: (INTO TELEPHONE) Geoffrey Watkins.

VOICE: (OVER TELEPHONE) Oh, I beg your pardon.

I'm trying to reach Mr. Titus.

COOLEY: (OFF) Is that extension two-six-nine-one?

WATKINS: (OVER TELEPHONE) No, this is two-six-one-

nine.

COOLEY: (INTO TELEPHONE) I'm terribly sorry.

RYAN: What are you doing up? Go back to bed.

CATHY: I wanted to be there when she wakes up.

I'll go with you, then I'll take a cab back.

RYAN: (OFF) Okay.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Hello?

WATKINS: (OVER TELEPHONE) Sir John Ryan, please.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Yes, just a minute.


CATHY: It's for you. Sir John.

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) Hello?

WATKINS: (FACE OFF) Excuse me, sir. Mr. Ryan has a

special celebration that evening...

WATKINS: ...that he can't change, and he wondered if

you might care to join him.

LORD HOLMES: Where? At his house?

WATKINS: Yes, sir.

LORD HOLMES: Why not?

ANNETTE: (OFF) We shot this eight days ago in

Berlin.

KEVIN: (OFF) Mm-hm.

ANNETTE: (FACE OFF) One, two, three, four (ON) Brits

traveling with him. Light arms.

KEVIN: The heavy stuff's in the cars.

ANNETTE: He's German... He's German.

KEVIN: This boring you, Sean?

ANNETTE: (OFF) ...four, six all together. It should

be the same...

ANNETTE: (OFF) ...security when Holmes flies to

Washington.

KEVIN: (OFF) We've got to find the moment when

he's unprotected.

ANNETTE: (OFF) Four days in Washington. One day in

New York...

ANNETTE: ...Shopping.

RYAN: Yeah...two Caucasians.

TECHIE: Mm-hm.

RYAN: Take a look at the one with the hat.

TECHIE: His arms look a little pink.

RYAN: Sunburn. New arrival.

RYAN: What do you think? Same guy?


RYAN: (OFF) That rare book dealer, Dennis

Cooley...

RYAN: (OFF) ...he's bald.

RYAN: (OFF) Now, it's possible...

RYAN: ...that there could be a woman at some of

these camps, but with her and Cooley in the

same place...

RYAN: ...if that is Cooley, the odds of

coincidence are dropping fast.

RYAN: Still, I... I don't know. There's no way I

can be...

RYAN: ...absolutely certain...

ADMIRAL GREER: (OFF) Excuse me, Jack?

ADMIRAL GREER: Tell me one thing in life that is absolutely

for certain.

RYAN: My daughter's love.

ADMIRAL GREER: What I need to hear from you is your best

guess, and I think I've heard it.

ADMIRAL GREER: Haven't I?

COOLEY: The bastards took away my book shop. They

took away my books!

KEVIN: I'm sorry, Dennis, you can't come. You

haven't got the training and this mission is

going to be messy.

COOLEY: I can fire a gun.

KEVIN: Sorry, Dennis.

RYAN: Where are you taking me, Marty?

CANTOR: It's you who've taken us, Jack.

ANALYST #1: (OFF) Satellite now entering target area.

CANTOR: Into battle.

ANALYST #2: (OFF) Enlargement Sector Four.

ANALYST #1: (OFF) Enlargement Sector Four.


RYAN: Sir.

ANALYST #1: (OFF) Airborne Support approaching target

area. E.T.A.... Thirty-five seconds.

ANALYST #1: S.A.S. Team on ground.

ANALYST #1: Enlarge Camp Eighteen.

ANALYST #2: Enlarging.

ANALYST #1: Enlarge primary target.

ANALYST #2: Enlarging.

ANALYST #3: (CALMLY) That is a kill.

ANALYST #2: Targets have been neutralized.

2ND ANALYST: (OFF) Keyhole is passing out of visual.

ADMIRAL GREER: It's over.

RYAN: Come on.

DSS MAN: (INTO RADIO) Roger that.

CATHY: You're sure your men outside wouldn't like

some coffee?

DSS MAN: No, thank you, Mrs. Ryan, they'll be just

fine.

CATHY: Okay.

LORD HOLMES: (OFF) And I'd like to thank you, Miss Ryan,

for allowing us to impose upon your (ON)

homecoming.

SALLY: You're wel...

LORD HOLMES: You're a beautiful and gracious young lady.

SALLY: You're wel...

LORD HOLMES: And it's my distinct pleasure to make your

acquaintance.

SALLY: You're welcome.

LORD HOLMES: I thought I might make the presentation

after dinner, if you agree.

RYAN: Uhm... Oh, sure.

LORD HOLMES: Ah, would you like to see it now?


LORD HOLMES: Geoffrey...

RYAN: Oh, my. That's very nice.

ROBBY: Didn't I already give you one of those?

CATHY: Is that your second piece of cake, my little

sweetie?

SALLY: (OFF) Mm-hmm...

WATKINS: Where's the bathroom, Jack?

RYAN: Ah, second door on the left.

WATKINS: Thank you.

RYAN: More coffee, anyone?

LORD HOLMES: I'd love some.

RYAN: Ah, excuse me.

ROBBY: Oh, here it comes.

WATKINS: Bathroom.

WATKINS: Someone in there.

DSS MAN: No, that's not it, that's the...basement.


CANTOR: (OVER TELEPHONE) Jack? Marty.

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) Hey, Marty, what's going

on?

CANTOR: (OVER TELEPHONE) I'm sorry to interrupt

your party, but I thought you'd like to know

right away.

CANTOR: (INTO TELEPHONE) S.A.S. just made positive

ID on Dennis Cooley.

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) What about the others?

CANTOR: (OVER TELEPHONE) Well, it's pretty messy as

it turns out...

CANTOR: (INTO TELEPHONE) ...it's gonna take forty-

eight hours to verify the dental records.

CANTOR: (OVER TELEPHONE) But they're keeping right

on it.


RYAN: (OFF) Oh, great.

CANTOR: (OVER TELEPHONE) What?

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) Storm just knocked out the

power here to the house. I got to light

some candles.

CANTOR: (OVER TELEPHONE) I'll light one for you,

too.

RYAN: (INTO TELEPHONE) Okay, Marty, thanks.

RYAN: Here we go.

ROBBY: What, forget to pay your bill, Cath?

SISSY: Robert...

CATHY: Thanks, honey.

RYAN: Is everyone all right?

ROBBY: Just fine, Jack.

SISSY: I like it better this way.

ROBBY: (OFF) This doesn't happen very often, Lord

Holmes. Only when we have Royalty...

ROBBY: (OFF) ...over.

ROBBY: Is something wrong?

RYAN: Come with me, will you?

RYAN: If the storm had knocked out the lights,

they'd be out in the boat house, too.

ROBBY: So?

RYAN: The power comes in from the street, then

branches off to here.

RYAN: Oh, Jesus!

RYAN: (INTO RADIO) This is Ryan. Any DSS Agent?

Any DSS Agent?

RYAN: (OFF) (INTO RADIO) This is Ryan!

Federal...

RYAN: (INTO RADIO) ...Troopers? Anyone?

RYAN: (OFF) (INTO RADIO) Is anybody reading me?


RYAN: (OFF) (INTO RADIO) Anybody?

SALLY: Can I come back down when the lights are on?

CATHY: No, sweetie pie, you gotta get some sleep.

It's very late.

SALLY: Mom...

RYAN: (REACTS) Goddammit!

ROBBY: Don't tell me.

WATKINS: Quite a storm.

WATKINS: Take your hands off me. What in the hell do

you think you're doing?

ROBBY: (OFF) Jack!

RYAN: Gun!

ROBBY: Jack!

ROBBY: Uh-uh. Stay...

ROBBY: (OFF) ...right there.

RYAN: Shit!

RYAN: Rob, over here.

RYAN: I want to know! How many are coming?


WATKINS: I don't know what you're talking about.

RYAN: Give me the gun.

WATKINS: (IN PAIN) Five...six...

WATKINS: I don't know, maybe more.

RYAN: I'll get the others. Don't turn on the

lights.

RYAN: Take this. Get down to the basement, quick!

Where's Cathy and Sally?

SISSY: They're upstairs. She's putting Sally to

bed.

RYAN: Go!

SISSY: What's wrong?

SEAN: Come on, Ryan. Show yourself.


KEVIN: Annette, upstairs.

ANNETTE: Right.

CATHY: Come on, sweetie. Come on.

SALLY: What's wrong, Mommy?

CATHY: Shhh.

CATHY: Now you've got to help. Climb behind the

suits and stay in there.

CATHY: (WHISPERS) Oh God, Jack, what did you do

with the shells?

CATHY: (WHISPERS) Go, go, go!

CATHY: Go, go.

SALLY: Mommy...

CATHY: (WHISPERS) Get back.

RYAN: (WHISPERS) You all right?

RYAN: (OFF) Where's Sally? Where's Sally?

CATHY: It's okay, honey.

RYAN: Come on, come on!

RYAN: Honey, you just got to be real quiet.

SEAN: I gotcha!

SEAN: Christ!

SEAN: (SCREAMS)

CANTOR: What are you talking about? Who is off the

air?

FEMALE VOICE: (OVER TELEPHONE)! DSS... State Troopers...

Everyone. The security company rep...

CANTOR: (INTO TELEPHONE) Get me Hostage Rescue as

Quantico, now!

RYAN: Robby!

RYAN: (OFF) Open up. Robby, it's us!

ROBBY: Jack?

SEAN: They're outside!


KEVIN: Sean, cool it. It's the Royal we want. We

can't ransom a dead body.

RYAN: They're all over the place, man.

CATHY: Stay close.

RYAN: How were you going to get away, huh? You

want to go for the other knee?

WATKINS: (MUFFLED) No!

RYAN: Come on!

RYAN: Come on.

WATKINS: Boats. Bottom of the cliff. There are

ropes.

WATKINS: (YELLS) Kevin!

KEVIN: You killed him.

KEVIN: (OFF) No, Sean. No!

KEVIN: We need Holmes alive.

SEAN: We're past that.

KEVIN: Alive!

SEAN: Come on!

LONG-RIFLEMAN: (OFF) Any contact?

SHAW: They're still off the air.

SEAN: (FACE OFF) There he is!

ROBBY: Stay down.

RYAN: Come on, you bastards!

RYAN: Come on! Come on!

KEVIN: He's alone!

KEVIN: He's leading us away from the Royal. Turn

around...

KEVIN: (OFF) ...Sean.

SEAN: No!

KEVIN: (OFF) Turn around...

KEVIN: ...Sean! Turn around!

SEAN: No!


ANNETTE: (OFF) Sean!

KEVIN: Turn around!

ANNETTE: (OFF) Forget about...

ANNETTE: (OFF) ...Ryan!

KEVIN: Don't blow the mission now, boy.

SEAN: That's not my mission.

ANNETTE: You crazy...

ANNETTE: (OFF) ...bastard!

RYAN: Had enough to eat, honey, or do you want

something else...want some toast, or...

SALLY: Pancakes.

RYAN: There's no time for pancakes, honey. Do you

want toast, or toast?

SALLY: Toast.

CATHY: Somebody gonna get that?

RYAN: I'm getting it.

CATHY: Sally?


SALLY: Cheetos.

RYAN: Yes, it is. Yeah, hold on a second.

CATHY: Hon, where's your backpack?

SALLY: In the living room.

RYAN: It's Doctor Zaillian.

CATHY: The amnio.

RYAN: Yeah.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Hello?

SALLY: Is it gonna be okay?

RYAN: It's gonna be fine, honey. We're just

waiting to find out.

RYAN: Okay.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Great.


RYAN: Okay. What do you want on your toast,

honey?

RYAN: Strawberries?

SALLY: (OFF) Strawberries.

CATHY: (OFF) Well, hold on a second.

CATHY: Do you want to know what it is?

RYAN: Did he tell you?

CATHY: He's asking. I'm asking you.

RYAN: Well I... I... I don't know. Do you want

to know?

SALLY: I don't know. Do you?

RYAN: I thought I wanted to, but now I'm not so

sure.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Hold on a second, we're

discussing it.

SALLY: (OFF) Me, neither.

SALLY: I mean, I do and I don't.

CATHY: He's waiting.

RYAN: Okay.

RYAN: Tell us.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Okay, tell us.

CATHY: (INTO TELEPHONE) Thank you.

THE END

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