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I. AT THE BRINK

NUCLEAR MISSILE SILO - ROCKLAND AIR FORCE

BASE

With its lid up like an immense tin can, the bowel of the

nightmare ICBM missile silo is exposed. A tiny group of

Air Force Generals stares down into the glowing dials and

levers. Base commander General “Red Dog” Sorkin

finally speaks.

MAJ. GEN SORKIN: (looking down): Imagine -- the folks

in Moscow suburbs have been sleeping peacefully all

these decades, never knowing this little baby could smoke

'em to eternity in less than half an hour.

THE OTHERS: Mute at the gravity of this. Finally MAJOR

FAULKNER, the man in charge of this silo, turns to his

Commanding Officer.

MAJ. FAULKNER: I guess if one thing lasts forever, sir,

it’s old enemies wanting to lead us to eternity.

MAJ. GEN. SORKIN: Damn right, Major. That's why I

want you to re-route this ICBM to target the New Enemies

of the United States Air Force.

MAJ. FAULKNER: Excuse me, sir? You want me to

Redirect this missile to new enemies?

General Sorkin exchanges glances with his other officers,

then eyeballs the Major.

MAJ. GEN. SORKIN: That's right, I want you to re-target

this missile. You have a problem with that?

MAJ. FAULKNER: (snaps to): No sir. No problem at all. --

It's just - I mean, which new enemies do we target, Sir?