Spy Game Page #3

[Muir Narrating]

He came across as one of

those idealistic types--

you kknow, a little bit

ofan attitude?

Starts out trying

to see what he's made of, and

ends up not liking the view.

- Who was the target, Muir?

- General Hun Chea.

He's Laotian?

Yeah.

Unofficial enemy.

Code name:

Red Shirt.

He's responsible for

the western flank of

the upcoming Saigon offensive.

His name--

Don't need

a name, sir.

You don't need it?

Oryou don't want it?

Yeah, I'll do it, sir.

Okay.

[Helicopter Engine Roaring]

The target will be

at a location...

twenty-one clicks away,

tomorrow morning at 0900.

It's a high-powered meet-and-greet

with the Vietcong.

Will he be alone, sir?

He sometimes travels

with a bit of an entourage.

"A bit of an entourage?'

- Red Shirt located.

Do you have in sight?

- Red Shirt confirmed.

Niner-eight-zero to gate.

One-zero-zero-five

to table.

Wind...

five miles left.

Target in sight.

- [ Clicking ]

- [Helicopter Whirring]

Bravo Six, Bravo Six.

Delta Two. Over.

- Go, Delta Two.

- We have target in sight,

but no shot.

- Say again?

- No shot.

- Helo is obstructing target.

- Helo? NVA doesn't have air support.

Position in jeopardy.

Ourposition is compromised.

Over.

- Say it again. Over?

- Shh. We're still a go.

[ Gasping ]

We have no go.

- [ Whispering ] Clear.

- Don't take the shot!

See ifyou can

get 'em back.

Delta Two, Delta Two--

[ Whispering ]

Move!

Come on, come on.

Delta Two, Delta Two.

Bravo Six, over.

[ Cries Out ]

[ Cries Out Again ]

Sorry about your man,

Captain.

You want to make

another pass, sir?

Hold it.

Go back again.

Hell of an ad

for the Boy Scouts.

Didyou have

a presidential finding

authorizing those kkills?

I don't believe

we've met.

- Who are you?

- Dr. William Byars.

National Security Council.

Was there

a finding, Muir?

[ Snickers ]

Well, we were in a place

we weren't supposed to be,

assassinating a general

from a country we weren't

at war with--

of course, we weren't

officially at war

with North Vietnam, either--

- Is that a "no"?

- Oh, come on, guys.

We're on the clock.

The president admits

Bishop is ours,

denies he's a spy,

we put out the fires

and negotiate a deal.

Unless I'm

missing something.

[ Whispering ]

Muir's secretary's on--

[ Indistinct ]

- [ Whispering Continues ]

- Mm. This will just take a second.

Stop recording.

Stop tape.

Your secretary's got

your wife on the line.

She says it's urgent.

Go ahead.

Want to take it outside?

No, no.

I'll take it in here.

That's fine.

- Hello?

- Got your message.

You want me to start a fire yet?

Oh, uh, right.

This'll just take a second.

Right.

[ Distorted ]

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