Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb

For a year, rumours had circulated

among high-level Western leaders -

- that the Soviet Union was at work

on the "ultimate weapon".

A doomsday device.

Intelligence sources traced the

site of the top-secret project -

- to the foggy wasteland below the

Arctic peaks of the Zarkov islands.

What they were building, or why

they chose such a remote place, -

- no one could say.

- General Ripper, sir.

- Group Captain Mandrake speaking.

This is General Ripper.

Do you recognize my voice?

- I do, sir. Why do you ask?

- Why do you think I ask?

I don't know. We spoke

just a moment ago on the phone.

Would I ask if you recognized

my voice unless it was important?

- No.

- Let's try to stay on the ball.

Is the wing

holding at their fail-safe points?

Yes, the confirmation just came in.

Very well.

Listen to me carefully...

The base is going on Condition Red.

I want it flashed to all sections.

Jolly good idea.

It keeps the men on their toes.

- I'm afraid this is no exercise.

- Not an exercise?

You have a right to know. It looks

like we're in a shooting war.

- Hell. Are the Russians involved?

- That's all I've been told.

My orders are to seal off this base,

and I mean to seal it tight.

I want you to transmit Plan R,

R for Robert, to the wing.

- R for Robert.

- Is it that bad?

- It looks like it's pretty hairy.

- Yes, sir. R for Robert.

Last, and possibly most important:

I want all private radios impounded.

They might be used

to contact saboteurs.

The police will have a list of all

owners. I want them all collected.

After you've done that,

report back to me.

To guard against

surprise nuclear attack, -

- America keeps a fleet of B-52

bombers airborne 24 hours a day.

Each B-52 can deliver a

nuclear bomb load of 50 megatons, -

- equal to 16 times the force

of all the bombs and shells -

- used by all the armies

in World War Two.

This force is deployed from the

Persian Gulf to the Arctic Ocean.

But they are all two hours

from their targets inside Russia.

TOP SECRE CODES:

WING ATTACK PLAN R

Maj. Kong,

you'll think this is crazy, -

- but I just got a message from base

coded Wing Attack Plan R.

R for Romeo.

Goldy,

did you say Wing Attack Plan R?

Yes, sir.

Goldy, how many times have I said

I don't want no horsing around?

That's how it decodes.

That's the stupidest thing I've ever

heard through a set of earphones.

- You're sure it's today's code?

- Yes, sir.

There's got to be something wrong.

I'm coming back.

- Get a confirmation from base.

- Yes, sir.

Is it possible it's a loyalty test,

to see who'd actually go?

Ain't nobody ever got the go-code.

We wouldn't get Plan R unless the

Russkies had clobbered Washington.

Maj. Kong,

message from base confirmed.

Well, boys, I reckon this is it.

Nuclear combat,

toe to toe with the Russkies.

Boys, I ain't much of a hand

in making speeches.

But I got a fair idea something

doggone important is going on.

I got a fair idea of the emotions

you fellas may be thinking.

You wouldn't be human if you didn't

have strong feelings on nuclear war.

But folks back home are counting

on you, and we won't let them down.

I'll tell you something else...

If this thing is half as important

as I figure it might be, -

- you'll be in line for promotions

and citations when this is over.

That goes for all of you, regardless

of your race, colour or creed.

Now we've got some flying to do!

- Buck, should I get it?

- You'll have to.

Hello...?

Gen. Turgidson is here,

but he can't come to the phone.

This is his secretary, Miss Scott.

Freddy, how are you...?

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