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Shepherd.
Sir...
My god. I think that was a MiG.
A MiG? Where the hell are we?
Iraq, sir. We're over Iraq.
Iraq? Shep, you're fired.
Shit.
How long's it been since you flew, sir?
Twentyfive years.
Twenty five minutes. They should be here any moment.
They better. Fuel's almost gone.
IT'S OPEN!
DO YOU SEE TEEM?
WE'RE HOOKED!
We're hooked. Hove into position.
White House switchboard. How may I direct your call.
Okay listen, listen carefully. This is an emergency call from Air Force One. Who's there? Is the Vice President there?
who can I say is calling?
This is the President.
Yeah, right.
Don't cut me off. This is an emergency.
Sir, the President does not call this particular number. So whoever you are get a life, before I have this call traced.
You don't understand. This is an emergency. Let me talk to anyone.
Okay... if you're the President, when's your wife's birthday?
Look lady, I don't have time for games. Just put the....
Thank you for calling the white House...
No. no. no. Wait. Wait.
What's going on?
We're under attack.
Where's my family?
We're handling it, sir.
One.
But...
Two... THREE. GO!
Did they say anything about my family?
They're still alive, but the loyalists plan to start killing hostages in forty minutes.
Then tell me there's a rescue operation underway.
and if that means negotiating...
You know my policy. We don't negotiate with terrorists. If we start now, all of America becomes a target.
But this is different, sir. You're the President.
Please, Mr. President. You're going to get yourself killed. Is that your solution?
Freeing Stravanavitch is gonna get tens of thousands killed. I can't live with that. I'm not royalty. I'm an elected official and the integrity of the office of the President is infinitely more important than the man who holds that office. We don't negotitate. Not as long as I'm President. Is that understood?
The fax machines.
Excuse me?
The fax machines.
No good. I said they disabled the communications system.
No. I thought about this, Mr.
Where are we sending it?
White House Situation room.
Someone should give you a raise.
Actually, sir, you could be that someone.
May I speak to you for a moment?
Can't it wait?
No, Mr. President. It can't.
Don't. I know spin control when I feel it.
Rose, I don't have time for this.
For godsakes, Jim, slow down and stop acting like the little dutch boy. Not even you can plug all the world's leaks. Don't you think it's a sign you're pushing too hard when your daughter sees more of you on MTV news than in person.
She's a big girl. She understands.
How do you know she understands? You haven't spent more than five minutes with her, or me, in weeks.
And when have I had five minutes? When I wake up in the morning and I'm already three hours behind Schedule. What do you want me to do, Rose, tell the G7 to fuck off because I'm a family man?
You know what?
What?
I miss you. And I miss her.
But that's the point, Jim. We're right here.
I wish it were that easy...
I'll make it up to you, I promise.
I should trust that promise? Because you know the voters are still waiting for that middle class tax cut.
This promise isn't subject to Congressional approval.
How did your speech go?
Well, they aren't burning me in effigy. That's always a good sign.
Look on the bright side, hon. Shep here thinks I'll be a one termer.
Shall I ask the Chief of Staff to schedule your daughter in?
I don't know why you stayed.
Please... don't start with me.
Call Petrov... I'll be back.
Both of you.
What are you doing?
Flying the plane.
You haven't even driven a car since you took office.
Our KHll's took this one at 0100 hours. What you see here is the mobilization of two mechanized brigades.
They've gotta be joking.
The northern border's gotten a bit hairy. Their MiGs are playing tag with our Tomcats and our boys are just itching to engage.
Tell our boys to cool their jets. I don't need `em creating policy for me.
Mr. Caidwell, the ground's a few miles away. How do you propose getting us from here to there?
Gravity.
We've already played our cards, Major. There's no turning back.
We can't jump from here or at this speed. But if we could get a message out tell the refueling plane...
They've cut communication, and I spent a good bit of time looking for alternatives. My only solution ran out of batteries.
Get `em ready. You... come with me.
Eighteen thousand feet, sir. And two hundred knots... otherwise it's suicide.
Got it.
I'll not going without my family.
Yes, sir.
Sir, we stay with the President.
That isn't necessary.
Our only policy assumes the plane is on the ground. Our hands are completely tied while they're in the air.
Okay, Gentlemen, we'll take no action until we confirm that the president is off the plane... Lee, go huddle with the D.O.D. I want an options paper on this in 20 minutes.
Twenty minutes?
You heard me. You. Congress and cabinet heads.
Madame Vice president. We have an options paper. chandler takes the options paper, waves off Lee, and reads it as she talks.

Shepherd.

Sir...

My god. I think that was a MiG.

A MiG? Where the hell are we?

Iraq, sir. We're over Iraq.

Iraq? Shep, you're fired.

Shit.

How long's it been since you flew, sir?

Twentyfive years.

Twenty five minutes. They should be here any moment.

They better. Fuel's almost gone.

IT'S OPEN!

DO YOU SEE TEEM?

WE'RE HOOKED!

We're hooked. Hove into position.

White House switchboard. How may I direct your call.

Okay listen, listen carefully. This is an emergency call from Air Force One. Who's there? Is the Vice President there?

who can I say is calling?

This is the President.

Yeah, right.

Don't cut me off. This is an emergency.

Sir, the President does not call this particular number. So whoever you are get a life, before I have this call traced.

You don't understand. This is an emergency. Let me talk to anyone.

Okay... if you're the President, when's your wife's birthday?

Look lady, I don't have time for games. Just put the....

Thank you for calling the white House...

No. no. no. Wait. Wait.

What's going on?

We're under attack.

Where's my family?

We're handling it, sir.

One.

But...

Two... THREE. GO!

Did they say anything about my family?

They're still alive, but the loyalists plan to start killing hostages in forty minutes.

Then tell me there's a rescue operation underway.

and if that means negotiating...

You know my policy. We don't negotiate with terrorists. If we start now, all of America becomes a target.

But this is different, sir. You're the President.

Please, Mr. President. You're going to get yourself killed. Is that your solution?

Freeing Stravanavitch is gonna get tens of thousands killed. I can't live with that. I'm not royalty. I'm an elected official and the integrity of the office of the President is infinitely more important than the man who holds that office. We don't negotitate. Not as long as I'm President. Is that understood?

The fax machines.

Excuse me?

The fax machines.

No good. I said they disabled the communications system.

No. I thought about this, Mr.

Where are we sending it?

White House Situation room.

Someone should give you a raise.

Actually, sir, you could be that someone.

May I speak to you for a moment?

Can't it wait?

No, Mr. President. It can't.

Don't. I know spin control when I feel it.

Rose, I don't have time for this.

For godsakes, Jim, slow down and stop acting like the little dutch boy. Not even you can plug all the world's leaks. Don't you think it's a sign you're pushing too hard when your daughter sees more of you on MTV news than in person.

She's a big girl. She understands.

How do you know she understands? You haven't spent more than five minutes with her, or me, in weeks.

And when have I had five minutes? When I wake up in the morning and I'm already three hours behind Schedule. What do you want me to do, Rose, tell the G7 to fuck off because I'm a family man?

You know what?

What?

I miss you. And I miss her.

But that's the point, Jim. We're right here.

I wish it were that easy...

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

I should trust that promise? Because you know the voters are still waiting for that middle class tax cut.

This promise isn't subject to Congressional approval.

How did your speech go?

Well, they aren't burning me in effigy. That's always a good sign.

Look on the bright side, hon. Shep here thinks I'll be a one termer.

Shall I ask the Chief of Staff to schedule your daughter in?

I don't know why you stayed.

Please... don't start with me.

Call Petrov... I'll be back.

Both of you.

What are you doing?

Flying the plane.

You haven't even driven a car since you took office.

Our KHll's took this one at 0100 hours. What you see here is the mobilization of two mechanized brigades.

They've gotta be joking.

The northern border's gotten a bit hairy. Their MiGs are playing tag with our Tomcats and our boys are just itching to engage.

Tell our boys to cool their jets. I don't need `em creating policy for me.

Mr. Caidwell, the ground's a few miles away. How do you propose getting us from here to there?

Gravity.

We've already played our cards, Major. There's no turning back.

We can't jump from here or at this speed. But if we could get a message out tell the refueling plane...

They've cut communication, and I spent a good bit of time looking for alternatives. My only solution ran out of batteries.

Get `em ready. You... come with me.

Eighteen thousand feet, sir. And two hundred knots... otherwise it's suicide.

Got it.

I'll not going without my family.

Yes, sir.

Sir, we stay with the President.

That isn't necessary.

Our only policy assumes the plane is on the ground. Our hands are completely tied while they're in the air.

Okay, Gentlemen, we'll take no action until we confirm that the president is off the plane... Lee, go huddle with the D.O.D. I want an options paper on this in 20 minutes.

Twenty minutes?

You heard me. You. Congress and cabinet heads.

Madame Vice president. We have an options paper. chandler takes the options paper, waves off Lee, and reads it as she talks.