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Master Sergeant Ginsberg: Replacement team's here, sir.

Right. Come on through!

Another 20 minutes...We were gonna start looking for you guys.

Captain Jerry Lawson: Yeah, it's really something out there.

You look a mess, sir.

Yeah? Your turn next, Ginsberg.

OK, bye. See you in 24.

See you tomorrow.

1st Lieutenant Steve Phelps: What was that you were you saying, now?

Oh, so you see, I used to hear her chant all night long...

Oh mighty Padmiom...Oh mighty Padmiom

Over the plants?

Yeah. She'd cup her hands over the seeds and she'd chant by the hour.

She grew the most beautiful wandoos you ever saw, again.

Primo stuff. Resin city.

1st Lieutenant Tucker: Stand clear.

Marcus has been very worried about you guys. Roads must be a bear, huh?

- War roads. - Visibility.

Captain Marcus Bevin: Visibility, bullshit. You guys haven't been on time for the last six months.

Well, I wrote you up in the log book.

Yeah, you're a prince, Bevin.

Good night, gentlemen.

So that was like sinsemillia, right?

Sinsemillia!? This grass made Thai stick taste like oregano.

Lay you out flat, man.

- Steve: Got a red light, sir. - Jerry: What on?

Steve: Number eight, warhead alarm.

Jerry: Give it a thump with your finger.

Jerry: Alarm reset.

Dropkick: Skybird, this is Dropkick

Dropkick: with a red dash alpha message in two parts.

Dropkick: - Break, break. Red dash alpha. Red dash alpha. - Jerry: Stand by to copy message.

Steve: Standing by.

Dropkick: Romeo, Oscar, November, Charlie...

Dropkick: ...Tango, Tango, Lima, Alpha.

Dropkick: Authentication.

Dropkick: Two, two, zero, zero, four...

Dropkick: ...zero, Delta, Lima.

Jerry: I have a valid message.

Jerry: Stand by to authenticate.

Steve: I agree with authentication also, sir.

Jerry: Enter launch code.

Steve: Entering launch code.

Jerry: Launch order confirmed.

Steve: Holy shit!

Steve: -Target selection complete. Steve: -Time on target sequence complete.

Steve: Yield selection complete.

Skybird Computer: Begin countdown. T minus 60.

- Jerry: Alright, let's do it. Insert launch key. - Steve: Stand by.

- Steve: Launch key inserted. - Jerry: Roger.

Jerry: On my mark.

Jerry: Rotate launch key to "set."

Jerry: Three, two, one, mark.

Skybird Computer: T minus 50.

Steve: Roger, at "set."

- Steve: Sir? - Skybird Computer: T minus 40.

Jerry: Well ah... enable missiles.

Steve: Number one, enabled. Steve: Two, enabled. Three, enabled. Four...

Steve: ...Five...Six Jerry: I want to straighten this out with somebody on the goddamn phone.

Steve: ...seven, eight...

Steve: ...nine...

Steve: ...- ten. All missiles enabled. Skybird Computer: - T Minus 30.

- Jerry: Get me wing command post on your direct line. - Steve: That's not the correct procedure, Captain.

Jerry: SAC. Try SAC headquarters on the HF.

- Steve: That's not the correct procedure. - Jerry: Screw the procedure.

Jerry: I want somebody on the goddamn phone before I kill 20 million people.

Skybird Computer: T minus 20.

Steve: I got nothing here.

Steve: They might've been knocked out already.

Jerry: ...Right.

Jerry: On my mark, rotate launch keys to "launch."

Steve: Roger, ready to go launch.

Skybird Computer: Fourteen, thirteen... Jerry: thirteen...

Skybird Computer: ...twelve, eleven... Jerry: ...twelve, eleven...

Skybird Computer: ... seven, six...

Skybird Computer: ...five, four... - Steve: Sir, we have a launch order.

Skybird Computer: ...three, two... - Steve: Put your hand on the key, sir.

Skybird Computer: ...one. Launch.

- Steve: Sir, we are at launch, turn your key! - Jerry: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Steve: Turn your key, sir!

Caretaker... Go ahead, and open it up.

Hello, I'm Pat Healy.

Lyle Watson: How are you doing? I'm Lyle Watson, this is Arthur... Pat Healy: Oh, it's wonderful. Lyle Watson: ...Cabot. Yes.

Yes, I'm Pat Healy, Dr. McKittrick's assistant. Arthur Cabot: How do you do?

We've got some passes for you, here.

We have scheduled a meeting pending your arrival.

If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me,

I'll be happy to fill you in, in any way I can.

Lyle Watson: Will I feel free? Pat Healy: Oh, I insist.

They're here.

Dr. John McKittrick: Good.

Let's go.

Cabot and Watson came alone. No senators, no congressmen.

- I wish they'd brought a couple of senators. - What?

I'd like to tell them what's going on around here.

Oh, John, please, don't start that right away.

I had them on the phone, and they're calmed down.

Well, look now, are we positive

that these men had no way of knowing this was only a test?

Lyle, for God's sake, how many times are you gonna go through this?

It doesn't make any difference anymore.

General Jack Beringer: I've spoken to each of these men. They all believed it was the real deal.

Now, look. We've got to be on a plane in less than an hour.

I am the one who has to explain to the president

why 22 percent of his missile commanders failed to launch their missiles.

What am I supposed to tell him, 22 percent isn't so bad?

The president knows that I am fully responsible for the men in my command, sir.

I've ordered a complete revaluation of our psychological screening procedure.

What? Wait... Wait. Excuse me, general.

We can't ask these men to go back to the president of the United States

with a lot of head-shrinker horseshit!

Besides, you can't screen out human response.

Those men in the silos know what it means to turn the keys

and some of them are just not up to it!

Now, it is as simple as that!

I think we ought to take the men out of the loop.

- Mr. McKittrick, you're out of line, sir. - Why am I out of line?

- Wait a minute. - What are you talking about out of line!? - Excuse me!

I'm sorry. I don't understand. What do you mean, take them out of the loop?

Gentlemen, we've had men in these silos

since before any of you were watching Howdy Doody.

Now, for myself, I sleep pretty well at night,

knowing those boys are down there.

General, we all know they're fine men.

But in a nuclear war, we can't aford to have our missiles lying dormant in those silos

because those men refuse to turn the keys when the computers tell them to!

You mean, when the president orders them to.

The president will probably follow the computer war plan. Now, that's a fact!

Well, I imagine the joint chiefs will have some input.

You're damned tooting.

Well hell, when the Soviets launch a surprise attack, there's no time.

Twenty-three minutes from warning to impact.

Six minutes, if it's sub-launched.

Six minutes! Six minutes, that's barely enough time for the president to make a decision.

Now, once he makes that decision, the computer should take over.

Now, sir, I know that you've got a plane waiting for you,

but if you can indulge me for five minutes, I'd like to show you something.

These computers give us instant access to the state of the world.

Troop movements, Soviet missile tests, shifting weather patterns.

It all flows into this room and then into what we call the WOPR computer.

WOPR, what is that?

The War Operation Plan Response.

This is Mr. Richter. Paul, would you like to tell these gentlemen about the WOPR?

Well, the WOPR spends all its time

thinking about World War III.

Twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year,

it plays an endless series of war games

using all available information on the state of the world.

The WOPR has already fought World War III as a game

time and time again.

It estimates Soviet responses to our responses,

to their responses and so on.

Estimates damage, counts the dead, and then it looks for ways to improve the score.

But the point is that the key decisions of every conceivable option

in a nuclear crisis have already been made by the WOPR.

So what you're telling me, is that all this trillion dollar hardware

is really at the mercy of those men with the little brass keys.

That's exactly right.

Whose only problem is that they're human beings.

But in ...what... 30 days we could replace them with electronic relays.

Get the men out of the loop.

Gentlemen...

...I wouldn't trust this overgrown pile of microchips

any further than I can throw it.

I don't know if you want to trust the safety of our country

to some silicon diode.

General, nobody is talking about entrusting

the safety of the nation to a machine, for God's sake.

We'll keep control, but we'll keep it here at the top, where it belongs.

Alright, Gentlemen... I think I am going to recommend McKittrick's idea to the president.

And I'll get back to you on this.

Thank you.

You won't...You won't regret this.

OK, you had fries and a Coke, right?

David Lightman: Damn!

- Hi, David. - Hey, Howie.

- How's it going? - Pretty good.

- You wanna take this over? I gotta go. - Sure.

- All right. - Thanks.

- Bye, David. - Bye!

All right.

Question number two.

Seeds that are germinated in water

before they are planted will...

...what? Roderick.

- Sprout roots? - Ah! David!

Nice of you to join us. Oh, David, I have a little present for you up here.

Question number four.

In the history of science,

novel and innovative concepts occasionally arise

from sudden left-field inspiration.

Miss Mack...

...could you tell us your answer to question number four.

Why do nitrogen nodules cling to the roots of plants?

Jennifer Mack: Um... Love?

Uh... Love.

Jennifer, what do you know about nitrogen nodules that we don't?

Some bit of salacious info to which you alone are privy?

- No. - I see.

No, you didn't know the correct answer, symbiosis,