WarGames (1983)

Michael Ensign: Beringer's Aide

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• Richter : [looking at a report]  There's just been a very serious penetration into our WOPR Execution Order file.

  Lyle Watson : What the hell's he saying?

  Arthur Cabot : Let's have it in English.

  General Beringer : I'll give it to you in English - somebody broke into Mr. McKittrick's well-known system and stole the codes that'll launch our missiles. That right, Mr. McKittrick?

  John McKittrick : There's no cause for alarm. The system won't accept the launch code unless we're at DEFCON 1. I can have those codes changed in less than an hour.

  Lyle Watson : Well, who did this?

  John McKittrick : I think the kid's got to be working with somebody on the outside.

  General Beringer : I don't know what they're up to, but I sure as hell don't want our bombers on the ground when it happens. Take us to DEFCON 3 and get SAC on the line...

  [looks around for Major Daves] 

  General Beringer : ... where are you?

  Major Daves : Uh, sir.

  General Beringer : Oh, uh, and get me a report on those subs. I want to know what those bastards are up to.

• Radar Analyst Kirkland : Inbounds presently MIRV-ing. We now have approximately twenty-four possible targets in track.

  Colonel Joe Conley : Sir, new time to impact: eight minutes.

  Major Dawes : [hands Beringer a telephone]  Sir, SAC is launching the bombers. General Powers is on the line.

  General Beringer : [into the telephone]  Beringer.

  [pause] 

  General Beringer : Goddamn it! We didn't get a launch detection from our satellite!

  [pause] 

  General Beringer : No, no. Radar picked 'em up already out of the atmosphere. That's the first we heard of it.

  [Beringer gives phone back to his aide, Major Dawes] 

  General Beringer : [to Colonel Conley]  Get the ICBMs in the bullpen warmed up and ready to fly.

  General Beringer : [to Major Dawes]  Get me the President on the horn.

• General Beringer : [on the Gold Phone with the President]  Mr. President, we have forty-eight nuclear subs closing in on the United States, and a hundred thousand troops massing in East Germany. We're monitoring their bombers that are on alert...

  [an airman shows Beringer a report] 

  General Beringer : Well that's a load of shit!

  [into the phone] 

  General Beringer : Oh, no, no, sir. Not you. Yes, sir. We'll be in touch as soon as the information changes.

  [hands the phone to Major Daves] 

  Major Daves : Intelligence reports rumors of a new Soviet bomber with stealth capabilities. It can project a false radar image 600 miles away from the real aircraft.

  General Beringer : Christ! Now they've got us chasing shadows...

• Captain Knewt : Punch up number five, let me see what you have.

  Radar Analyst Kirkland : Yes, sir.

  [flips a switch; a map of Soviet submarine deployments appears on screen] 

  Radar Analyst Kirkland : Twenty-two Typhoon-class submarines departing Petropavlovsk, turning south-bound at Nordkapp. Bearing: zero-nine-*five* degrees.

  Captain Knewt : Sergeant, I hope you like vodka.

  Radar Analyst Kirkland : Yes, sir. I just hope they don't make me eat none of them damn fish eggs.

  Major Daves : [hands General Beringer a report]  Sir, the Soviets are denying any increase in their submarine deployment. They want to know what the hell we're doing provoking them.

  General Beringer : They're full of shit. We know they're down there. We'll blow their ass out of the water.