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Scott has a very

high opinion of you.

- Are you familiar with

your new duties? - No, sir.

Well then, this meeting

is premature, isn't it?

Tom only arrived in

Washington yesterday, sir.

Well, since you're here.

As my assistant, you'll function

as liaison, under Scott's supervision

between this office and

the intelligence community.

Calling that collection of piranhas a

"community" is one of life's ironies.

You'll meet regularly with a

representative from each of the agencies.

For now, I am primarily

concerned with the CIA.

- Sir? - Are you aware of

the phantom submarine?

- Yes, sir.

- Have a seat.

Thank you.

The phantom submarine is

supposed to be invisible to sonar.

Naturally the builder's

first instinct...

I should say his second instinct.

His first being to get his snout

as deeply as possible

into the public trough.

They want to build a submarine roughly

the size of an aircraft carrier.

The Russians won't

need sonar to find it,

they'll just see this huge

bulge out in the ocean.

It's my plan to

terminate this program.

There's gonna be considerable

congressional resistance

principally from Senator Duvall.

Excuse me. Scott.

What's worrying is

his connection to the CIA.

We can expect them to feed

him with inflated estimates

of Soviet research in the field.

In order to counter him,

we'll have to have access

to the same information.

Not some self-serving gloss,

but the raw data that they

base their conclusions on.

- Your job is to get it.

- Yes, sir.

But raw data from the CIA.

My experience...

They'll either give

it to us or they won't.

If they do,

it will prove I'm correct.

If they do not, I will use that fact

against them with the President.

You realize, of course,

I'm speaking in complete candor.

Yes, sir.

Senator Duvall.

Senator Duvall is motivated

by this absurd lust... Sit down.

This absurd lust for power.

This would be comic if it wasn't

so damn dangerous.

Marshall at the CIA is his...

creature.

You, as a career officer, are above

this kind of political unpleasantness.

- That's why I chose you.

- Yes, sir.

Now you go with Scott and acquaint

yourself with the background material.

Yes, sir.

Commander,

let's cut the protocol.

In the absence of a demurral,

I'll assume all your responses

are in the affirmative.

Lorraine, get my wife

on the phone, please.

I think he likes you.

Okay,

this is the situation room.

And right this way, sir,

is the computer center.

Did I mention, sir, I am very

pleased to be working for you?

This is a Sperry 90/80, and all

the terminals in this room are for it.

It interfaces with the IBM 370s

at NSA headquarters in Fort Meade.

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