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General Beringer
- McKittrick: [McKittrick approaches Falken's group on stairs] I don't know what you think you can do here, Stephen.
- Stephen Falken: [suddenly noticing] John! Good to see you. I see the wife still picks your ties.
- McKittrick: What is- What has this kid been telling you?
- Stephen Falken: [looking at screens] How far's he gone?
- McKittrick: Well the President about ready to order a counterstrike. That's what we're recommending he do.
- Stephen Falken: It's a bluff, John, call it off.
- McKittrick: No, it's not a bluff. It's real.
- Stephen Falken: [raising his voice from stairs] Hello, General Beringer! Stephen Falken!
- General Beringer: [standing] Mr. Falken you picked a hell of a day for a visit!
- Stephen Falken: Uh, uh, General, what you see on these screens up here is a fantasy; a computer-enhanced hallucination. Those blips are not real missiles. They're phantoms.
- McKittrick: [McKittrick approaches Beringer] Jack, there's nothing to indicate a simulation at all. Everything is working perfectly!
- Stephen Falken: But does it make any sense?
- General Beringer: Does what make any sense?
- Stephen Falken: [points to the screens] That!
- General Beringer: Look, I don't have time for a conversation right now.
- Stephen Falken: [Falken speaks as he approaches] General, are you prepared to destroy the enemy?
- General Beringer: You betcha!
- Stephen Falken: Do you think they know that?
- General Beringer: I believe we've made that clear enough.
- Stephen Falken: [face to face] Then don't! Tell the President to ride out the attack.
- Colonel Joe Conley: Sir, they need a decision.
- Stephen Falken: General, do you really believe that the enemy would attack without provocation, using so many missiles, bombers, and subs so that we would have no choice but to totally annihilate them?
- Female Airman First Class: [on loudspeaker] One minute and thirty seconds to impact.
- Stephen Falken: General, you are listening to a machine! Do the world a favor and don't act like one.
- Female Airman First Class: [on loudspeaker] One minute and twenty seconds to impact.
- McKittrick: General, the machine has locked us out. It's sending random numbers to the silos.
- Pat Healy: Codes. To launch the missiles.
- General Beringer: Just unplug the goddamn thing! Jesus Christ!
- McKittrick: That won't work, General. It would interpret a shutdown as the destruction of NORAD. The computers in the silos would carry out their last instructions. They'd launch.
- General Beringer: Can't we disarm the missiles?
- Pat Healy: Over a thousand of them? There's no time. At this rate it will hit the launch codes in... 5.3 minutes.
- General Beringer: [smiles sarcastically at McKittrick] Mr. McKittrick, after very careful consideration, sir, I've come to the conclusion that your new defense system sucks.
- McKittrick: I don't have to take that, you pig-eyed sack of shit.
- General Beringer: Oh, I was hoping for something a little better than that from you, sir. A man of your education.
- Major Lem: [holding a telephone] General, it's the president.
- McKittrick: What are you... what are you going to tell him?
- General Beringer: I'm ordering our bombers back to fail-safe. We might have to go through this thing after all.
- General Beringer: Gentlemen, I wouldn't trust this overgrown pile of microchips any further than I can throw it.
- Major Lem: [D.S.P. registers a massive launch from Soviet ICBM fields] We have a launch detection. We have a Soviet launch detection.
- Colonel Joe Conley: BMEWS confirms a massive attack.
- Major Lem: Missile Warning - no malfunction.
- Radar Analyst Kirkland: Confidence is high. I repeat, confidence is high.
- Airman Fields: Cobra Dane, is this an exercise?
- Colonel Joe Conley: Negative, this is not an exercise.
- Airman Fields: [to Beringer] General, D.S.P. is tracking three hundred inbound Soviet ICBMs.
- General Beringer: [points at the C.C.P.D.S. screen] Tell me this is another one of your simulations, Mr. McKittrick.
- McKittrick: It's not, Jack.
- General Beringer: Alright. Flush the bombers, get the subs in launch mode. We are at DEFCON 1.
- Major Lem: [buzzer sounds] DEFCON 1.
- 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.
- General Beringer: We've had men in those silos since before any of you guys were watching "Howdy Doody"! Now I myself sleep pretty well knowing those boys are down there.
- 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.
- General Beringer: [Takes phone from Major Lem] Yes Mr. President. Sir, at this time we cannot confirm the inbounds. We have reason to believe they may not exist... Yes sir... Yes sir... I do too, sir.