Interceptor

Mayday, mayday! We are under attack.

Under attack from our own people.

They just started shooting. They took out everyone.

- Why are they doing this? - They're ours. What's happening?

How many are there?

They're everywhere! They're going for the command center.

They're going to take out the interceptors.

They're killing us, they're killing everybody!

They reached the command center. I can't hold them off!

Somebody help us! Please, send help!

We've got to call SBX-1.

We can't! They destroyed the transmitter!

This is Fort Greely. We have been overrun. Fort Greely...

Coming up on SBX-1 now, Captain.

SBX-1 this is Eagle 6-7.

I got your new missile system specialist here with me.

Request permission to commence final approach.

Eagle 6-7 this is SBX-1, you're cleared for landing.

Welcome to the middle of nowhere.

Captain Collins, I'm Ensign Washington.

Welcome to SBX-1,

or should I say "welcome back."

- Thanks. - Colonel's waiting for you.

I heard you grew up in Spain at a base your dad was posted at.

Come in.

Captain Collins reporting, sir.

At ease.

Good to see you again, JJ.

You remember Captain Welsh?

Yes, sir. You were just taking over when I rotated out.

Don't you mean escaped?

Listen to this.

- Give us a minute, would you, Lou? - You bet.

See if you can get us an update on that Russian sub.

Well, as you can see,

everything's pretty much the way you left it.

Navy runs the boat, Army handles the missiles,

and everyone wants to be anywhere but here.

- Have you spoke with the board? - Three times.

Showed them my record? My reviews?

Everything.

This was the best you could do?

Sorry.

No, it's okay.

I thought I was done with this shit.

I know.

Never going to change, is it?

Thank you for taking me back.

For the record, I believed you from the start.

We got you down here.

One of our guys nabbed your old room.

Sorry about that.

Oh, ma'am?

Just want to say

all of us girls are really proud of what you did.

What happened to you, well it's…

It's happened to a lot of us,

and I just wanted you to know that.

I need you in the command center with your sidearm now.

We have an active shooter situation at Fort Greely.

Outsider?

No, one of ours. Looks like more than one.

Interceptors secure?

Unknown.

How bad is it?

Greely's gone dark. No calls in or out.

We're getting all our information off Twitter.

Do we have Fort Greely on the line?

Not yet, sir.

You know what to do.

Is Greely being jammed?

No. It's like someone turned off the system at the source.

Corporal Rahul Shah. Joined us six months ago.

Captain.

Corporal.

And you remember Beaver.

Miss me, Captain?

Not even once.

How's our Russian friend?

He's back.

Forty miles out and just sitting there like a turd in a swimming pool.

- What friend? - Russian attack sub.

Been nosing about for months.

Our subs keep chasing him away and he keeps coming back.

What the hell's going on up there?

Hey. We still on for tonight?

Dude, what?

Poker. I want to whip them janitors like last time.

- Not now, Beaver. - What's wrong with now?

We're in an emergency.

Man, this ain't no emergency.

It's one crackpot with a grudge.

I'd invite you, ma'am,

but there'll probably be a bit of locker room talk.

I've been practicing against some of the best players in the world

with this little green guy.

Thing's probably more powerful than this entire room.

Great story, Beaver.

In what chapter do you shut the fuck up?

Copy that, STRATCOM.

Sir, SBX-1 has just been assigned primary early warning status

while Greely's offline.

All right, as of this moment we're the only interceptor platform

protecting the United States from a nuclear missile attack.

Square your shit away.

Focus on the job you've been trained to do.

Sir, we sure this is not some kind of drill or emergency test...

Quiet.

NSA is relaying chatter from Russia.

Kremlin just received a priority alert from the ICBM missile base in Tavlinka.

Tavlinka site under hostile attack.

Multiple casualties.

Unauthorized missile removal.

No way.

Sixteen Topol-M mobile missiles unaccounted for.

You're saying someone stole 16 ICBMs?

I'm not saying it. The Russians are.

Sir, Greely goes dark

and within 10 minutes a Russian base reports stolen nukes?

Look, Greely's real, but this has to be a Russian exercise.

If it were real, the Pentagon would've called us by now.

SBX-1.

Yes, sir.

We are, sir.

It just came in now, sir.

We will, sir.

We have 16 missiles aimed at 16 American cities.

After this day, America will no longer exist.

Jesus.

How do you steal nuclear missiles?

Had to have been an inside job. You can't just walk in...

Doesn't matter how they did it. What matters is those missiles are mobile.

They can hide their nukes anywhere.

Our satellites won't spot them till they launch.

Captain.

JJ.

This is on us now, you understand?

Yes, sir.

We're the only thing standing between America and Armageddon.

You up for this?

Don't worry about me, sir.

Sorry. Had to ask.

I'll start the emergency lockdown.

You do that.

I need to find Welsh and secure the HVAR codes.

Sir, wait

Sir.

If they had people inside Tavlinka,

and the shooters at Greely were all ours,

they might have someone… here.

Go.

The keycard!

The keycard! Get the keycard!

Mikael! The door. Open the door!

Goddammit, you're a big boy.

Did you send the SOS?

Did you just stab that dude in the eye with your gun?

Yeah. Did you send the SOS?

Yeah, I sent it. They told me to stand by.

How is Beaver?

Bullet clipped him. He's unconscious, but he'll be okay.

Is that acid?

Why would they bring acid?

Destroy the circuitry.

Make this place useless.

What are we going to do?

You want to talk about it?

Leave now and you might escape with your life.

Let me in

and you might escape with yours.

You are the terrorists who stole the missiles from Tavlinka?

You know, it would be a hell of a coincidence if I wasn't.

Put one on Beaver.

And the shooters at Greely?

Subcontractors.

It's a gig economy.

Can't work at a US base without an extensive background check.

You're telling me. The paperwork is a nightmare.

That would mean you've been planning this...

For a very long time.

How long is a very long time?

Six years.

Not going so well for you, is it?

No plan survives contact with the enemy completely intact.

Are we enemies? You sound American.

I am American.

And whether or not you and I are enemies

is completely up to you.

What's your name?

My name is Alexander Kessel.

You say that like I should know it.

And now that you do, you will never forget it.

How about I just call you "asshole"?

You know, usually it takes a woman a second date to reach that conclusion.

Nothing usual about me.

You know, I'm kind of getting that.

So, Captain, seems as though you and I are at an impasse

because I need to disable your command center

so my people in Russia can fire those missiles.

And you need to keep me out.