The Brink

Target is an outlaw JF-17 Thunder.

Floats like a butterfly, stings like a B-52.

Intel has it flying low and slow,

hugging the coast and headed for the Holy Land.

- Yes, sir. - Now, listen up, Tilson.

I know you've got some fuck-up in you,

but that's not the Z-Pak I need right now.

No, sir.

I need the Z-Pak that ID'd that Iranian weapons convoy,

and then swooped down and stole their goddamn lunch money.

I need the Z-Pak who can fly a needle through a fucking needle.

Absolutely, sir.

If he's in there somewhere, you tell him to catch up

with that Pakistani son of a bitch

- and put a Sidewinder in his ass! - Fuckin' A, sir!

What's going on?

Okay. It looks like the general is sending for a car battery.

I think they're going to torture him until he recalls the pilot.

Uh-uh. That only works on people like me.

We need to get inside his head.

Okay, you shouldn't interfere, Alex.

Excuse me, General?

- What is it? - May I please talk to Zaman myself?

You?

I can get his psychiatrist on the phone. He knows what makes him tick.

Burning the man's nuts, while cathartic, may only tweak his weasel.

It takes a few minutes for the car battery.

You have until then.

Boom.

How we doing back there, buddy?

Dude, I am hurting.

Focus, all right?

It's freshman year, remember?

Four in the morning, we gotta make it back to the dorm.

One foot in front of the other.

- Don't walk into traffic. - Don't fall down the stairs.

- Key in the lock. - Push open that door.

Don't fall onto your roommate's bed.

Hey, get over it. I said I was sorry.

All right.

Let's put this bird in the air.

Oh, no puking, no puking.

Oh, fuck.

We're trying to find the plane.

It's flying below radar, probably over the water.

We sent an F-18 out to make visual contact.

- You sent one plane? - We didn't have a choice.

All of our attack aircraft are doubling back over Pakistan.

And what about other nations in the region?

The nearest air forces belong to Saudi Arabia and Iran,

but they're both suddenly having technical difficulties with all of their aircraft.

Give me a fucking break.

We're taking care of it. We'll shoot down that plane,

and this whole thing will be a nonissue.

Nonissue?

Pakistan has launched a nuclear weapon toward Israel.

They've already declared war.

We will retaliate with the nuclear weapons we may or may not have.

- Oh, we have them. - Gide...

Islamabad is over 2,500 miles away.

Your missiles don't have the range.

We have a sub off the Pakistani coast.

What? How did you sneak that through the Suez?

You did hear me when I said it was a submarine, right?

And maybe, after we launch on Pakistan,

we take out Tehran and Riyadh too,

since the Saudis and Iranians are being so fucking helpful.

Sorry, Mr. Secretary, but we're evacuating the White House.

You're being moved to a more secure location.

What? Why?

The president is concerned that if the situation escalates,

the White House will be considered a military target.

Pussy.

Look, Walter,

if that rogue jet gets within a thousand miles of our air space,

we will launch and that will be that.

I get it. Shalom.

Shalom.

Walter, we're relocating to an undisclosed location.

I heard. It's 200 feet below a Neiman Marcus in Virginia.

Great. Meet you there.

Pussy.

Honey, pack up the kids, drive them...

Mr. President, what are you doing? You can't leave.

You need to stay here and fix this.

Walter, this is just a precaution.

Mr. President, we need to move you now.

You're gonna incite a national panic and then hide under a department store?

We're keeping the public in the dark for now,

and this isn't overreacting.

It's forethought. If a nuke goes off in Tel Aviv,

and another goes off in Pakistan,

and pretty soon we'll have to launch a few of our own.

What? When did that get decided?

Well, think about it. Okay?

Anyone invades a weakened Israel, we'll have to defend them.

What if China defends Pakistan?

What about India? What about North Korea?

North Korea? They've got spies who work at Google.

Shit. Don't tell anyone I told you that.

We've got to get out of here now.

Mr. President, I need you to take a deep breath and...

Go with the president.

No, I go where you go.

During 9/11, all of our communication systems failed.

I need you holding a cell phone

within screaming distance of the president.

Do you understand?

Stay by your phone.

Hey, you.

You know how to keep all the lines of communication working around here?

I'm sorry. It's not just me.

- It's actually a team of-- - Today, it's just you.

Let's start with Russia and China.

I gotta try and contain this thing.

What the fuck?

That's a goddamn refueling tanker.

Well, get us some space, man. Get us some space!

- I think that's our guy. - Where?

Three o'clock low. You got him?

Got him. Goddamn, I'm thirsty.

All right, let's assume our outlaw has a full tank now.

And we got what? Half a bag?

Affirmative.

We gotta take this guy down before he outruns us.

- Yeah, roger that. - What do we got to play with?

Sidewinders times two. AMRAAMS times two.

500 rounds in a cannon.

Flight Op, we've made visual contact with outlaw.

Permission to engage.

Hammer One Nine, you are cleared hot.

Copy that. All right, Jammer.

Let's shoot this asshole out of the sky.

Massoud residence.

Hassan. It's Alex. I'm with Zaman.

He just launched a nuke towards Israel.

What?

We need to get him to recall the pilot.

We need to get inside his head.

We? No. He'll never talk to me. He knows I betrayed him.

No, come on. There's gotta be something we can leverage.

The man's a sociopath.

He has no humanity, no empathy.

There are no magic words to open him up.

- The only thing... - Yes?

The only thing I can tell you, is that both he and you

have similar profiles.

Excuse me?

Well, you're both selfish, entitled, incompetent.

You operate with a flagrant disregard for the feelings of others.

You're both fueled by a deep sense of loneliness,

unworthiness, of inadequacy.

You know, you're making a lot of assumptions here. I'm not--

The only difference is that someone gave him

a nuclear arsenal to play with.

Anyway, make of that what you will.

Thanks, Hassan. Oh, also...

We're assuming Israel's gonna retaliate by nuking Islamabad.

Maybe leave town.

Hello? Hassan?

What did he say?

That I have leadership qualities.

I can do this.

Yuri, why does our intel show us Russian troops

massing along your border with Estonia?

I have no idea.

Because I know Russia wouldn't try to rebuild the Soviet Union

while the rest of the world is distracted by a nuclear war

between Israel and Pakistan.

Walter, I'm so sorry

you're having conflict with two of the countries

you have spent years arming so heavily.

Let us worry about Estonia.

China is the one about to send tanks into Kashmir.

What? Li, tell me that's not true.

Pakistan is our great ally.

We will defend her at all costs.

Our tanks are there to deter the Indians

from taking Kashmir.

You keep the Chinese army out of India.

General Ahmed Ali?

That's who you're replacing Zaman with?

Hello, Rakesh. The man wants to annihilate India!

He's worse than Zaman.

He may not be your best friend,

but he's pretty good for the rest of the world.

He's pretty good for Israel.

He'll take the target off their backs and put it on ours.

Why don't Israel and you

get a room in a cheap motel somewhere and make sex!

With all due respect, Rakesh, fuck you.

Rakesh, if Pakistan threatens India,

rest assured the US and Israel will have your back.

Right, Talia?

She's nodding her head in agreement.

Hold on, I've got France and the Saudis joining.

Bonjour.

Hey, Prince Walid, how are your planes doing?

Still having technical difficulties?

We are so sorry we're unable to come to your aid.