No Way Out

No more.

Is that supposed

to scare me?

- Don't be a wiseass!

- Just take it easy.

Commander Farrell's trying

to lay it out for us.

Why don't you two guys

just knock it off.

How did you actually meet

the Secretary of Defense?

I was introduced to him by Pritchard.

I met him when I was in college.

- Pritchard?

- Yeah, Scott Pritchard!

Jesus.

General Counsel for

the Secretary of Defense.

You got it? Is that good enough?

Look, you know this already.

When's he gonna come

out from behind here?

- Yes, sir.

- Got it.

Good evening, sir.

Get that limo out of here.

- Hi.

- Move that car.

Thank you.

Lucky it's not a bullshit detector

or else none of us would get in.

- How are you, Scott?

- Hi, Tom. How are you?

- Fine.

- You look great.

Thank you. Thank you.

And thank you for the invitation.

I'm not used to hanging

out in places like this.

But I suspect you'd like to.

I take it you'd like to join our staff.

That was the purpose

of the note, wasn't it?

Well it wasn't a note,

it was a Christmas card.

And as I recall, the message was:

"Merry Christmas. "

Yes, thank you very much.

David, Scott is here.

Come on. I want to introduce

you to someone.

- Hello.

- Scott, how nice to see you.

- Nice to see you.

- Thank you.

- Scott, how are you?

- Hello.

Secretary Bryce, this is Commander

Farrell, the officer I mentioned.

You'll recall he's had experience on

the joint staff and naval intelligence.

Pleased to meet you, sir.

Everyone I know is looking forward to

serving under you for another term.

You must have a very

limited acquaintanceship.

- Tom and I were in college together.

- Good.

He has great warmth.

- He's a genius.

- Oh?

The normal rules don't apply.

You know, some people think

you're really the brains.

Do they?

Is that supposed to flatter me?

He's the most extraordinary

person I've ever met in my life.

If it came to it,

I'd lay down my life for him.

Is that a job requirement?

Ladies and gentlemen,

it certainly was fantastic having

the President here this evening.

And I'm sure you'll all agree we can

look forward to a fine four years.

So let's continue to keep our inaugural

hair down with some more music.

Let's do it right now.

All right? Come on.

Yeah.

All right.

If you want to look down my dress,

you should grow a few inches.

- Wanna dance?

- The twist? No, thank you.

Well, we don't

have to twist.

- No meant no.

- "No" wasn't a figure of speech?

No.

- You're pretty impressed with me.

- No.

Yes, you are.

Stoli, straight up.

So I was impressed.

- Yeah. Want a drink?

- Same.

Make it two.

You one of them?

- One of who?

- These hypocrites, all fat and shiny

gearing up for another four years

of ramming it to the rest of us.

- Are you one of them?

- No.

I'll bet you are.

You're pretty cynical.

Adequate to the occasion.

We have a potential nausea

situation building here.

- Let's get out of here.

- My date's not gonna like that much.

But what the hell.

His wife will be delighted.

Is this something

we should talk about?

Nope.

- Where would you like to go?

- Show us the monuments.

- What's your name?

- Bill.

How you doing, Bill?

You wanna shut the slide?

- Sure.

- Sorry, Bill.

My name's Tom.

I'm Susan.

We're here.

- Is this your apartment?

- No, no.

I have a key to my apartment.

- It better be good.

- We need your bed.

Nina, Tom. Tom, Nina.

There's a limousine downstairs, okay.

There's booze in my pantry,

the refrigerator's full of food.

Susan, why don't you

go to your own place?

Because it's just one of those things.

Be a friend, alright?

If anybody calls, then just tell them

I died or that I'm asleep, all right?

- He won't call.

- I'll think of something.

- Here are the keys to my apartment.

- I gotta change.

Everything you need is in the

back seat of the car, okay?

- You didn't do it.

- Hey, now, you better beat it

before I get arrested.

- Bye, Nina.

- Oh, nice meeting you, Tom.

Nice to meet you, Nina.

Move it.

- Get it out of here.

- Okay, a**hole.

Hey, come on folks.

Hey, come on, break it up.

I gotta make a living.

Can we move it along?

The white zone is for loading

and unloading passengers only.

No parking.

Take care of yourself.

Send postcards from

exotic ports of call.

That's what you call them, isn't it?

Exotic ports of call?

A port's a port.

You're exotic.

Bye.

Morning, Tommy. A little bit

early to be relieving me.

Well, I felt our motion change.

- Have we set a forward lookout in this?

- Yeah. Standing orders.

Maybe you should inform the captain

that the foredeck's shipping water.

Right. Do you wanna be the

one to wake him up?

The fleet radioed,

we got a Russian sub out there.

We're supposed to catch

up and stay with it.

Great. Give us a chance to

try out the depth charges.

Yeah, that'll be the day.

The last one.

Forward watch is down!

Forward watch is down, sir!

Forward watch is down!

He's gonna be swept over, sir!

- Get the spot on him.

- Aye, sir.

- Where is he?

- There he is, there!

Hold on!

Has he got a safety line on?

Tommy!

Sound the rescue party!

Sound the rescue party now!

Help!

Send the special rescue detail.

Forward lookout down.

Tommy, come back,

wait for the rescue party!

Send the special rescue detail.

Forward lookout down.

Sh*t.

Help me!

Tommy, you don't have

a safety line on!

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