Broken Arrow Page #3

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Reed, check over there!

Kelly, check over there!

(bleeping)

Anything?

Not a goddamn thing!

Colonel! This is Rhodes!

Go, Max.

Aircraft disintegrated.

Negative survivors on site.

Checking payload!

You watch your needles there, Chief!

Over here!

(whistles)

Over here!

Take that end!

The nukes are gone.

Colonel!

We got ourselves a Broken Arrow.

You find those nukes, Chief.

If your Geigers pick up more rads

than you get off a toaster, I want you out!

A broken what?

Broken Arrow.

It's a Class 4 Strategic Theatre Emergency.

It's what we call it

when we lose a nuclear weapon.

I don't know what's scarier.

Losing nuclear weapons,...

..or that it happens so often

there's a term for it!

They found the wreckage

about 90 miles outside of McMurran.

No bombs on board.

This is a real nightmare.

We don't know where the hell

the damn things are.

- Captain.

- Sir?

Put two more teams in the air.

I want Chief Rhodes backed up.

Why didn't they go off?

They have to be armed to detonate.

They're designed to survive crashes intact.

They could lie in burning jet fuel

for five hours, no problem.

So what the hell happened?

In his last transmission, Major Deakins

said that Captain Hale lost control.

It's possible one ofthem may have hit

weapons release during the confusion.

Agh!

Deakins...

You won that round.

Sir! Please turn around.

Who the hell are you?

Park ranger.

Just put it down and I won't have to kill you.

This isn't a standoff. I've got the gun.

I never keep it loaded.

I thought you said it wasn't loaded.

I lied. Now, who the hell are you?

I'm a captain in the United States Air Force.

Well, Captain, you're under arrest.

Lady, you're missing the bigger picture here.

Hold still.

All right?

I have already had a hell of a morning, lady.

Now, I can't tell you what's going on,

but I need your help.

This is a good way to convince me.

We both know the gun is loaded,...

..so if I wanted,

I could blow your head off. Right?

Yeah.

But I'm not going to.

Come on.

I got a radio in my truck.

It's this way.

Got 'em!

(rapid bleeping)

We got one.

(truck)

- How are you doing?

- Hey!

You guys need any help?

Air Force training exercise, sir.

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

Hey, no problem. We just, uh...

Oh, Jeez...

Argh!

Any sign of Deakins?

Maybe the son of a b*tch is dead.

(Deakins) What a terrible thing to say!

Get 'em.

You assured me

everything would go smoothly!

It is going smoothly, I assure you.

Our merchandise

is not where it's supposed to be!

It's right down there, Mr Pritchett.

Everything's on schedule.

(rapid bleeping)

Sir? We got one intact.

Let's go find the other one!

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