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Damascus? Tehran? Pyongyang? Moscow?

MAJ. GENERAL SORKIN: The traitors in Washington,

D.C.

MAJOR FAULKNER: Looks at his senior officer with an

unreadable expression.

OUTSIDE ROCKLAND BASE - GATE 6N - MINUTES

LATER.

A silver Lexus speeds to the single MP on Duty, stops at the

nearly deserted gate at the far North base entrance. IN THE

LEXUS, Major Faulkner is driving, the MP leans into the

window.

M.P.: Sorry Sir, no vehicles allowed off base today.

Orders of General Sorkin.

MAJ. FAULKNER: Airman, open that gate - I'm on

libation duty for General Sorkin -- .” (the MP seems

confused) “Libation, the General's libation - you know -

the Officer's Club has run out of our leader's favorite

brew -- . (makes a knock-back-a- whiskey motion,

grinning broadly)

MP: Sorry sir, but I'll have to -- .

Abruptly, the Major floors the gas pedal. Not slowing at the

gate, the silver Lexus drives on, breaking the wooden gate

barrier into splinters.

The MP looks after him, startled, then runs to the booth

and grabs the phone.