Air Force One Down (2024)

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Let's go! Let's go!

Let's go! Move it!

Up that rope!

Move it! Faster, faster!

Go, go, go!

Nice work.

At ease, Major.

You've won.

Never let your

guard down, Major,

even when you think you've won.

On behalf of

President Bosik and myself,

we are pleased to be

here today to announce

that we intend

to sign an agreement,

which will make Astovia

energy independent,

while providing clean oil

and gas for us

here at home in America.

-Hi, Uncle Sam.

-Hey.

That looked like it hurt.

It did.

He's a good teacher.

Hm.

I ran into your old buddy

Tobias Masters

at the general's

retirement party.

Mm, good old Toby.

He's quite proud of

the JSOC designation.

Yeah? Good for Toby.

I'm proud to be in MARSOC.

It's good enough for me.

You should be proud,

being one of the

first women selected

for Marine Corps

Special Operations.

It's no easy task.

Incidentally,

the general told me,

off the record,

of course,

that the JSOC selection,

it should've been you.

If you tell anyone that,

I'll disown you, okay?

I'm in your will?

Yeah, got

a couple ex-wives

that are hopin'

for a mention, but...

Mm-hmm.

But you are

my favorite niece.

I am your only niece.

You are my only anything

at this point, Allison.

Yeah, you too.

It is

important to usher nations

that are behind

the United States in progress

into the new world.

It's incredibly important

to give them the measures

they need.

So... still a big fan

of this president?

Don't even get me

started, Uncle Sam.

You know how I feel

about this guy.

Tell me why you

hate him so much.

I don't hate him.

I just... I don't think he

deserves to be where he's at.

The guy's had

everything in his life

handed to him

on a silver platter,

and yet preaches this campaign

of hard work and discipline?

Yeah, sure, I bet

life's pretty easy

when you've got

a safety net

like Dallas Edwards

was born into,

all money and connections.

Put that guy

in the real world,

he wouldn't get

elected dog catcher.

Well, the Falcon I know

is not the man you think he is.

Falcon?

Falcon's codename

for the president.

Okay, well, call him

whatever you want, Uncle Sam.

The man is soft.

I'd tell him to his face.

-Really?

-Hell yeah.

You might just be doing that.

Sure.

You ready to come work

for Uncle Sam?

I already work

for Uncle Sam.

Not in the m*llitary.

I meant me,

this Uncle Sam, Waitman.

Secret Service?

We are looking for someone

with your exact training,

and you are, by far,

everyone's favorite choice.

The answer is

either yes... or no.

Hell yes.

What's on your mind?

I'm just thinking how

what makes the greats great

is how they handle pressure.

Lincoln was under pressure

his entire presidency,

the fate of the country

on his shoulders.

FDR was elected in

the middle of a depression,

then had to navigate

the world at w*r.

And Washington,

he navigated w*r,

navigated peace,

then just stepped

away from power

when he could've

simply kept it.

You act like you've

never been here before.

I mean, how many summertime

vacations did you take with me?

How many times did I take you

to the top of the

Washington Monument?

Well, that's different.

That's just vacation.

Oh.

Now, I live here.

So first day in Secret Service.

What am I doing?

How do you feel about coffee?

We've gone over this

time and time again, okay?

He's got his heels

dug in on this one.

Mark, you and I both know

this is going to be disastrous

for our partners in the region,

not to mention a public

relations nightmare!

You know

the president's position.

-But hey--

-Gentlemen.

-Mr. President.

-I'm sorry, Mr. President,

he insisted on

talking to you.

...Mr. President, is this really

what you want to do?

-Especially when Congress...

-Okay.

Doughnut patrol?

Yes, sir.

Everybody's gotta

start somewhere.

Yup.

By supporting President Bosik,

we're helping to create

political stability

in a very important

corner of the world.

Eastern European cartels have

used the Astovian oil fields

as a piggy bank, funding

terrorism, narcotics,

trafficking--

anything and everything.

So no matter which way

you look at it,

it's the right thing to do.

Regarding the cartels, sir.

-Sir.

-You've seen the daily briefings.

All the back channel threats

against the United States,

against you, sir.

Since when has

the United States been afraid

of this cartel,

or any other, Mr. Jones?

What's the deal with all that?

Doesn't sound like

everyone agrees

with the president.

We don't do politics.

We do protection.

-Good morning, Mr. President.

-Yes, sir.

Good morning,

Madam Vice President.

What about the promises

we made to our voters?

They expect us to do

things differently.

Nothing has changed.

Big picture, everyone.

But Mr. President,

are you really looking

to take on Congress this

early in your first term?

Did you hear the president?

You may not like it,

but you g*dd*mn well

better get behind it.

As you no doubt already know,

today's agenda has Falcon

doing a political photo op

in the press room,

followed by an event

in the Rose Garden.

Agent strategic positioning

and details to follow.

Stay alert, stay ready.

Any questions?

Doughnut duty, huh?

Looks good on you, Miles.

So... what do you think

of our president?

I think he's the president.

Come on.

I know about what happened

with that, uh,

senator's nephew and you.

Somebody who didn't deserve it

got everything handed

to him,

just like Edwards.

I mean, the guy

was born into money.

He got preferential

treatment everywhere he went,

and, don't say anything,

but when his wife d*ed,

he played the sympathy

card to get elected.

Wow.

We serve the chair,

not the man.

You sound like your uncle.

She sounds like somebody

who understands her job.

You know, in the future

you would do well

to keep your opinions to

yourself, Agent Richards.

Yes, sir.

All right, let's go, move.

Move out.

Good job keeping

your mouth shut.

When he gave you the opportunity

to say how you feel--

Look, what I said at

the bar was between us.

This is my job.

Well, technically, right now,

I think doughnut duty is my job.

Don't worry about

doughnut patrol.

It's something

we do for rookies.

Usually, there's a guy

from commissary

who handles

the doughnuts and coffee.

They do that to see

if you complain.

Complainers don't last long.

And I didn't complain.

Now, leave that be,

I already called.

Somebody from commissary

is gonna come pick that up.

Uncle Sam, I told you,

I don't want special treatment.

-I got this.

-Allison,

you're not getting

any special treatment.

I need you to go home,

pack your stuff,

and get some sleep, okay?

-I need you fresh tomorrow.

-What happens tomorrow?

One of my agents

called in sick,

so I need you on the team.

You're on Air Force One.

We need the trucks.

Bring the trucks out quickly.

Come on. Let's go!

Where are they?

We've been waiting for an hour!

When the general says

that we go, we go.

Come, follow me this way. Hurry.

We will, together, produce

clean, efficient oil and gas

for both of our nations

in the safest way possible.

And to consummate

our joint agreement,

and as a show of respect

and support

for President Bosik,

we will be meeting in Astovia

for the signing

of this historic deal.

Mr. President.

Thank you, Mr. President.

I'd like to say that the--

Toma Hasak, a man I

once counted as a friend,

and very intelligent person.

Why would you think that

I would ever allow you

to broker a deal with

Americans for our oil?

What do I always say, Bahrudin?

"It's all about oil."

Yeah, it's all about the oil.

Oil that, thanks to the deal

you helped arrange,

will now flow into American

hands instead of mine.

How much did they pay you?

They didn't pay me,

they didn't--

You and this puppet

president of ours,

you both sold out our country!

No, no, we didn't--

What?

What you say?

I'm not a traitor,

I'm not a traitor!

-I'm not hearing you.

-I'm not a traitor!

Take off this tape

that I can hear him.

What?

-I love my country.

-You love your country?

It's funny way

how you show it, huh?

But I do!

I never steal a cent.

This deal... this deal

will be good for us,

if only you give it a chance.

You are a fool

if you believe that,

a fool who betrayed

his own people.

sh**t this idiot.

No!

No, don't!

This is great for

both of our nations,

and we, uh, will work--

President Edwards

is right about one thing.

Tomorrow's going to be historic.

We are in.

Hello?

Honey?

Guys?

Daddy.

You're going to call in sick

for tomorrow's flight.

I don't see you

picking up the phone.

Pick up the phone!

Okay.

Daddy?

This is Lieutenant

Colonel Martinez.

I have a family emergency

I need to address.

I won't be making

tomorrow's itinerary.

Correct.

Tell Dan I appreciate it.

They're calling in a backup

named Dan Smith.

He's brand-new.

This will be his first flight.

-Daddy!

-I know.

No, Daddy!

Daddy, no!

No!

Falcon will arrive

in ten minutes.

-We are ready?

-Yes, sir.

We're going to

f*ck these Americans.

No, that is not

what we are here for.

We are here to take back

our country,

and to do that, we need the oil,

which give us the money

that give us the power

to do what we need to do.

And then,

and then, yes,

we will f*ck these Americans

until they bleed.

Yes.

You waiting for an invitation?

Check the front hatch.

Make sure everything's

secure before we take off.

Sorry, I promise I'll get

my head out of the clouds

in a minute,

but this is just...

I know, it's quite a sight

when you see it

for the first time.

You, you got me that model

when I was a kid, remember?

Of course.

Still have it.

Is everything all right?

Well, Agent Richards

is a no-show.

We have two people

that haven't checked in.

Are we covered?

Of course, we always

have people on hand

for, you know, last-minute

contingency stuff.

But you don't like last-minute

contingency stuff.

Well, I like when things

go according to plan A.

Even though you

always have a plan B.

Hell, I usually have a plan Z,

but I'm a big fan of plan A.

Here comes Falcon.

Mr. President!

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm gonna get coffee,

get a little bit of work done,

and there'll be plenty of time

for all of your questions.

Afternoon, gonna get a cup

of coffee, finish the brief,

and then we'll get to work.

Sam, better break this one in.

Yes, sir.

-Morning, Mr. President.

-James.

Good morning,

Mr. President.

-Hello, Charlotte.

-Okay, what'd I do?

The president isn't

big on formalities.

-So no saluting.

-No saluting.

Right.

Morning, Mr. President.

Just enough time for the

president to finish his coffee.

Good afternoon,

Mr. President.

Greetings to all of you

flying with us today.

We have about ten minutes

before we depart,

so if you can find your seats

and finish up your last task,

we'll let you know

before we take off.

Prepare cabin for takeoff.

Air Force One,

you're clear for takeoff.

Andrews Air Force Base,

this is Air Force One, over.

Andrews Air Force Base,

this is Air Force...

Come in, please.

The plane is ours.

Astovian press first.

You have a question?

Thank you, Mr. President.

Amar Hozman of the

Novaya Pravda News,

and if I might ask,

why are you doing this?

Your country claims

it wants to go green,

and yet you inv*de other

countries for their oil.

No one is planning

to inv*de your country,

and you know that.

I was asked to enter into

this deal by your president,

and I agreed, because it is

one that I believe in strongly.

Simply, there are things

that you can do,

things that you should do,

and things that you must do.

This is something

that we must do.

President Bosik and I

have negotiated a deal

that is equally beneficial

to both of our countries.

It creates many new jobs

for Astovians,

which gives you greater economic

freedom and independence,

and makes you a better strategic

partner for us in the region.

-Thank you for your question.

-Mr. President, sir!

Jennifer.

What's wrong?

Trying to send an email.

Internet's gone down.

Is that normal?

Not on Air Force One.

It's all yours, General.

Good evening, Air Force One.

Mr. President,

my name is Azem Rodinov.

General Rodinov.

I believe you heard of me.

Sam, what the f*ck is this?

President Edwards,

your plane has been h*jacked.

All communications

have been blocked.

No cellular

or satellite service

can penetrate this hub.

And right now,

Andrews Air Force Base

is tracking a radar ghost

that assures them

you are on course.

I'll be back in touch shortly

to let you know our demands.

You two, let's go, move.

Move out.

But for now,

what is it you Americans say?

"Sit back and enjoy the ride."

You two, get Falcon

to a secure location now.

I don't wanna go to a

g*dd*mn secure location.

Mr. President, I don't tell

you how to run the country.

Please don't tell me

how to protect you.

Don't they have fail-safes?

Lead on.

All right, you're with me.

The rest of you sit down,

and don't do a damn thing!

Stay seated!

Are you okay?

You're in charge

'til I get back.

Secure this location.

Let's roll.

What's the matter?

I have asthma.

I need my inhaler.

What's your plan Z,

Uncle Sam?

First, we have to

take the plane back.

Mr. President,

as you have no doubt surmised,

we have taken your plane.

By now, you are probably

in a secure location.

My colleagues have

taken as hostage

all your staffers and

journalists traveling with us.

No, please!

And all of you

in the Secret Service

who might still be out there...

you need to understand this.

Air Force One is ours.

Will they see

what's happening

to Air Force One

at Andrews Base?

The only thing

Andrews can see

is what we want them

to see.

Hold on.

Mr. President,

the people who have

taken control of your plane

are willing to die

to get what they want.

g*dd*mn it.

Any attempt to try

and regain control

of this plane

is going to be futile,

and ultimately fatal

for everyone on the plane.

So right now, I'm going to give

you one minute, Mr. President,

to rejoin

the rest of the hostages,

at which point,

we'll start sh**ting them.

Forty seconds,

Mr. President.

Twenty seconds.

Ten seconds.

Five.

Wait!

No!

Tell your agents to

put their weapons down.

Must I remind you gentlemen

who controls this plane?

Put your weapons down!

All right, listen.

We gotta split up.

That is not a good idea.

You're faster,

more mobile than I am.

I'm only gonna slow you down.

-Protect the president.

-What about the hostages?

I'll go check on them.

Remember, kid,

you only have one job.

Uncle Sam.

Go.

The general would like

to speak to you in private.

Please!

No, please!

President Edwards.

Rodinov.

General Rodinov.

You're not

a general of anything, Azem.

You're a w*r criminal.

One man's w*r criminal

is another man's hero,

and in my country,

I am a hero.

Your people fear you.

They don't admire you.

For my people,

fear inspires respect.

Listen, Mr. President. You will

announce from Air Force One

that you are pulling

out of your deal

with this fake president,

and you will say that

you have realized

the election was stolen,

and if you agree with me,

then the world will

stop paying attention.

You have one hour.

After that, we start

k*lling the hostages.

And if you say no,

I'll simply k*ll all of you.

I'm not a m*rder*r.

Don't make me have

to become one.

My man is going to

wait with you

just in case you are thinking

of trying to be heroic.

And remember,

Mr. President...

one hour.

I'm guessing you're not

a real journalist.

Sit down.

You are lucky the general

wants you untouched.

For now, anyway.

Mark, can I speak

to you for a moment?

Of course.

I'm sorry to bother you, Mark,

but during dinner

I emailed the president,

and CC'd a couple key staffers.

May I ask about what?

About the oil deal

we're making with Astovia.

I know,

but I still

have deep reservations,

and I wanted to make sure my

position is clear in writing

before this deal goes through.

-And?

-That's the thing.

Somebody should've

gotten back to me by now,

even if it was to tell me

the decision was made,

and it's too late

to make a change.

I should've gotten a response.

That's unusual.

I know.

I don't like unusual.

Can you patch me through to

air traffic control at Andrews?

This is Andrews

air traffic control.

What can we do for you,

Mr. Miller?

I'm with the vice president.

We need you to check

on something for us.

Air Force One, this is

Andrews Air Force Base

air traffic control.

Please acknowledge, over.

Andrews, this is

Air Force One, go ahead.

Air Force One, we have

Vice President Hansen

and Chief of Staff Miller

on the line.

Good evening,

Madam Vice President,

Mr. Miller.

-Evening.

-Good evening.

If this is about

the president,

he's got everybody watching

The Godfather.

Again?

How many times is this?

I lost count.

The president wants to know

if this is important,

or if it can wait.

It can wait.

Roger that. We'll get back

to you when it's over.

Is there anything else

I can help you with?

We're good.

Air Force One

signing off.

Well done, Dmitri.

f*cking Secret Service.

I am going hunting.

We have to get you to safety,

Mr. President.

Are you okay?

It's pretty cold

where we're headed.

Grab your coat.

Don't move!

Where's your niece?

Who?

Don't play ignorant

with me, Mr. Waitman.

I'm running

a m*llitary operation,

and my intel is good.

We know she's your niece.

Now, where's Allison Miles?

I don't know.

It's your first time

on Air Force One.

How did you even

know this was here?

Stayed up and read the manual.

Of course you did.

Yes?

Vlady has gone dark,

and isn't answering

at his post.

The president is free with

the last Secret Service agent.

Put the plane on autopilot,

and get to

the emergency exit

in case they try

to get out that way.

I'm on it.

f*ck you.

Yeah, we'll see about that.

I've run out of

patience, Agent Waitman.

You're either going to tell

your niece to surrender,

or I'm going to litter this

floor with dead bodies!

What about the hostages?

You really think they're

gonna let anyone off alive?

Of course not.

Even if I do what Rodinov asks,

I don't think he's

gonna let anyone live.

That's why it's up to us

to save the passengers.

No, sir, it is our job

to get you off this plane.

You might be the president,

but with all due respect, sir,

right now, I am the only

Secret Service you've got left.

You say exactly what

I told you to say,

or you're all dead.

Agent Allison Miles?

We have your uncle here.

And he has something

he wants to tell you.

Allison!

Allison,

we serve the chair,

not the man.

You protect Falcon at all costs.

Well, I guess that's one down,

and, uh...

none to go.

Agent Miles--

Sir, we have to get you

off this plane.

I'm sorry.

You all right, sir?

It's nothing.

-We're gonna have to jump.

-Do we have a choice?

No.

That f*cking bitch.

General Rodinov, over.

Air Force One--

You're breaking up.

Please repeat.

President Edwards

has escaped Air Force One

with a Secret Service Agent.

Why are you

still on the plane?

Agent Allison Miles,

he's with her.

She's the only one

left with the president.

What now, General?

Show me the map of the area

they might have come down.

Based on the flight path,

they would be somewhere

in this valley.

I see.

In 30 minutes, I want you

to k*ll the signal.

What do they know

back at Andrews?

Until I tell them,

they will think

that the plane

is still in the air.

They'll start a search

in the wrong place,

and by the time they

figure out what's happened,

it will be too late.

Hail to the chief,

American pig fucks.

Air Force One, come in.

Air Force One, this is Andrews

Air Force Base, come in.

Oh, my God.

-Hello?

-I'm sorry to wake you,

Madam Vice President.

It's Mark Miller.

What is it, Mark?

I'm afraid I have

some bad news.

Madam Vice President.

What has happened?

We're still gathering intel.

We're coordinating the search

with President Bosik.

The search?

For survivors?

For bodies,

Madam Vice President.

It's unlikely anyone

survived the crash.

Unlikely.

Highly, ma'am.

Very well.

Mark, I'm gonna need you

on a plane to Astovia

in the next two hours.

A plane?

To do what?

You're going to

reassure President Bosik

that America honors

its commitments.

Are you certain?

We both know that you never

agreed with President Edwards

about the oil deal.

My very first act

as president

is not to revoke President

Edwards' signature deal.

Understood.

We need to figure out

where the hell we are.

Pardon my language,

Mr. President.

Oh, I've been known

to say a bit worse.

And I wish you'd

call me Dallas.

Can't do that, sir.

We're surrounded

by mountains.

We're gonna have to

get to higher ground

if we want a chance

at a signal.

I'm in your hands,

Agent Miles, lead on.

Can we get

the trucks out here going?

Let me know if this pace

is all right, Mr. President.

We don't have time

to stop.

I'm fine, Agent Miles.

Unless you need a break,

we should keep moving.

Yes, sir.

Well, we're still

surrounded by mountains

and it'll be getting dark soon.

This is probably our best bet

to bunk down for the night.

Clear.

All right, Mr. President.

Let's get you patched up.

I've got some

water heating, sir.

We should both get cleaned up

before I close your wound.

Mr. President,

there's, um...

there's something

you should consider.

The hijackers wouldn't

have been able

to take the plane

without help.

They had someone on the inside

that gave them everything.

Schedules, security codes,

passwords, everything.

And for them to have

all that,

it would have to be

someone close to you.

There's only a few people

in the world that it could be,

and I don't wanna believe

that it's any of 'em.

I'm better with, um, doing

these things than fixing them.

That'll have to do 'til we

get you to a real doctor.

Thank you.

Of course.

You know, it occurs to me

that, uh,

you've been running all over

the place saving my life.

You haven't had any time

to process your loss.

Mr. President, my uncle

would never forgive me

if I didn't do my job.

And I would never

forgive myself

if I let Sam down.

So I need you to just

let me do my job.

Does that make any sense?

Absolutely.

A lot of people d*ed

in the last 24 hours,

Sam, and everyone else

that was on that plane,

each of them

someone that I know.

So we owe it to them.

We're not gonna let

the bad guys win.

You sound like my uncle.

That's the best compliment

you could give me, Agent Miles.

Did you know that your uncle

wasn't a big fan of mine

when he and I first met?

He never

mentioned that, sir.

Well, he wouldn't, would he?

No, he would not.

Well, he never said so much,

but I suspect that Sam thought

that I had everything handed

to me on a silver platter.

Sam didn't think that, sir.

-That's what everybody thinks.

-Sam respected you, sir.

We respected each other.

All my life people

have judged me

based on what they

think that they know.

I come from money.

Everybody knows that.

What they don't know is

that right before college

I had a terrible fight

with my father,

and I did not take

one penny of his money.

He wanted to dictate

every step that I took,

and of course I had

to choose my own path,

so I worked two jobs,

I put myself through school,

finished ROTC,

and then I flew jets

for the Air Force.

After the service,

I ran for Congress, and I won,

and what helped me

was the lesson

that I took from

that fight with my old man,

and it's the one that

I carry with me to this day.

And that's that you can't

make everybody happy.

So you just gotta do

what you think is right.

Why don't you let

your campaign managers

tell that story to the press?

I think the work

defines the man,

not the story.

My whole life I knew I was

gonna serve my country.

My dad was a Marine.

I barely remember him.

Was an IED,

early days of Iraq,

and, uh...

Well, Sam...

Sam was the black sheep

of our family

for being in the Secret Service,

and not a m*llitary lifer.

But he was the only one

who didn't try and talk me

out of joining the Service.

It's in my blood.

Even if I-I wanted

to do something else,

I genuinely don't think I could.

Guess the truth is I...

I don't want

to do anything else.

Me neither.

I'm sorry.

What for?

For judging you.

I'm one of those people.

Everybody is one of those people

until they learn not to be.

I'll take the first watch.

Get some sleep, Mr. President.

You're gonna need it tomorrow.

Oh, God, I'm sorry,

Mr. President.

No apology necessary.

You'll never guess what they

put in the survival pack.

Care for some coffee?

Uh, yes, please.

Don't move.

Some people just don't listen.

Stand down, Agent Miles.

This is not a fight we can win.

How's that head feel?

I've been better, sir.

I think, at this point,

you should start

calling me Dallas.

Can't do that, sir.

Just like your uncle.

Certainly hope so.

I can see that

he's taught you so much.

I'm sorry.

It's not fair to lose

someone that close to you.

He taught me everything.

He told me once,

"If life was fair,

the world wouldn't

need people like us."

He was, um, trying to soften

the blow over some thing

I got passed over years ago.

Tobias Masters?

You know about Toby?

Of course.

His uncle, the senator,

is an insufferable prick,

and from what I gather,

so is the nephew.

-How do you know all that?

-Because I know everything

about the people around me,

Agent Miles.

Now, you tell me,

what would Sam Waitman

do in this situation?

Formulate a plan, or 26,

to get Falcon outta here safely.

Oh, that's you, by the way.

I think I know

my own codename.

And that sounds just like Sam.

Problem is this ain't

The Count of Monte Cristo.

We don't have time to

dig a secret tunnel out. So...

Our best bet is gonna be

to make a play for time,

Mr. President.

Rodinov may say he's a general,

but he's a thug.

Sooner or later,

he will make a mistake.

And if he does?

Not if, sir, when.

And it'll be the last mistake

he ever makes.

Come.

What's wrong?

-Speak.

-American Vice President

has announced her plan to honor

her predecessor's deal

with Bosik.

What about the high command?

The high command

will not rally to your side

as long as deal is in place.

We have work to do.

Mr. President,

you will come now.

I'll walk on my own.

Hi.

You know what

this place used to be?

A dairy processing plant.

And what happened?

It was bought by

an American company,

who sold off machines,

closed the plant,

and started selling

German milk.

We didn't need

German milk.

Now, it's all we drink.

You were still general.

The m*llitary owned everything

back when this factory

was sold off, yes?

What of it?

I know how things

worked under you.

Anyone wishing to do business

here had to pay you off.

The factory was

supposed to remain open.

They lied to me!

Now, you're just

complaining

that they're better

crooks than you.

You think I was stealing

from my own country?

It was capitalism,

and you Americans

gave it to us.

Your government

wanted us to get rich,

forget who we are,

who we were.

You know nothing about

our history, about our life,

our culture, religion.

You people

turn us into you,

and hate what you see.

Know what? I would like

to k*ll you right now.

But I will not k*ll you,

because I'm smart.

So let us try

and be civilized about this.

Shall we?

I was hoping we might

find a middle ground.

I don't think so.

Here we are.

You did it your way, huh?

Cheers.

You know what I need from you?

Why don't you tell me?

Your vice president has

done some unexpected thing.

We were sure that she

would k*ll your deal

with our fake president,

but she has announced

that she plans to honor

your agreement,

and, uh, it will not be good.

So you will k*ll this deal

in a recorded video statement

that we will release.

Well, I hate to spoil your plan,

but I will not do that.

I think you will.

b*at me all you want.

k*ll me, if need be.

But I will not be threatened.

I know you won't,

Mr. President,

but I'm not threatening you,

understand?

I realize...

you are ready to die

on this stupid hill.

But imagine the young woman...

who has gone through hell

trying to protect you.

Nice Kn*fe.

Now, imagine I turn

my men loose on her.

You won't enjoy this.

My men will r*pe

Special Agent Miles for hours,

and hours...

...and hours.

When they are not raping her,

they will t*rture her.

She will get to a point

where she prays to die.

But I will not grant her

pleasure of death.

I will keep her alive

indefinitely.

And I will force you to watch.

Every night,

my personal physician will

give her a blood transfusion,

if necessary,

to keep her alive.

And the next day,

it will start all over again,

and again,

and... again.

I will not give you

what you want,

but I am prepared

to make a statement

that the people of Astovia

should have the right

to vote on whether the oil

venture moves forward or not,

-and that's it.

-No!

You will do it

exactly as I say,

and you will do it

in presidential manner.

What are you

so afraid of, General?

You will let me

make my statement,

and then you can tell

the people anything you like,

and if you know them

as well as you say that you do,

I have no doubt that

they will rise up

and stand behind you.

Listen, if you

don't do what I want,

my man, Bahrudin,

will flay the skin

off Agent Miles

one inch at a time.

I've seen him do it.

Now, tell me,

do you think I'm lying?

You know what?

You will look presentable

for this announcement.

Come.

Very nice, yeah.

Ready?

Listen, Mr. President,

if you try and change it,

we'll just start

recording again.

And Mr. President...

I need a good performance.

The moment you've said what

you're supposed to say,

I'll call off my men,

and she can go free.

Yosef, what's happened?

Sounds like she is already.

She's up there!

sh**t her, sh**t her!

Don't let her get away!

Where is the machine g*n?

Looks like you're

outnumbered, General.

You lose.

You are still my hostage.

I've lost nothing.

You've lost everything.

You just don't know it yet.

The difference between us

is that you are soft,

because you are weak.

And I am not.

I am ready to fight.

I will k*ll anyone in my way.

I'll k*ll thousands,

tens of thousands,

for the justice of my people

and my country.

That is why I will win.

That is why you will

most certainly lose.

You grow tiresome,

Agent Miles.

We're done here.

Thanks...

Dallas.

-You're welcome.

-Yeah.

Yeah, don't get used

to it, all right?

I won't.

This is Special Agent

Allison Miles.

Falcon is safe and secure.

I repeat, I have Falcon secure.

Need extraction coordinates

immediately, over.

Falcon's alive.

I repeat, Falcon's alive.

I have the coordinates

of the president's location.

Chief of Staff Mark Miller

is in the area,

and is on his way.

Air Force activated.

That-that-that's great news.

Send me the coordinates.

We're nearby.

We'll head right there.

Mr. President!

-Mark!

-It's good to see you alive!

Mark Miller...

Special Agent Allison Miles.

A large portion of

the president's survival

can be chalked up to you,

Agent Miles.

Just doing my job, sir.

Mr. President, we need

to debrief you immediately

so that we can

issue a statement.

There's a small airfield east,

which we'll take off from,

and he can take care

of wounds while we talk.

Treat Agent Miles first.

-Sir, I--

-Sir--

Oh! I have not

asked either of you

for your opinion on this matter.

You'll treat Agent Miles first.

That's an order.

Yes, sir.

-I'd like to stay with you--

-Miles.

You're off duty.

-Sir, with all due--

-At ease, Agent Miles.

At ease.

You've won.

Never let your

guard down, Major,

even when you think

you've won.

Mr. President, what happened?

All right, let's get

a look at that wound.

I'll tell you

the story later on.

So you're JSOC, huh?

That's right.

How's good old

Toby Masters doing?

Toby, yeah, I know him.

He's good, just saw him

last week at a briefing.

Then you know,

uh, Scott Gray, too.

He went over there with

Toby to be his adjutant.

You know, Scotty?

Yeah, Scotty.

Sure, I know him.

-Yeah.

-Yeah, hell of a guy.

Miles!

One of these men

claimed to know a soldier

named Scott Gray, sir.

So you sh*t him?

Scott Gray doesn't exist, sir.

I made him up.

Miller isn't here to

save you, Mr. President.

He's here to k*ll you.

Allison...

I'm sorry, Mr. President.

Your chief of staff is the one

who betrayed you, Mr. President.

Bet you never agreed

with that deal

that President Edwards made

with President Bosik, did you?

No, he didn't,

but none of 'em did.

Maybe so.

But this idiot's the only one

who's willing to k*ll for it.

Is that true?

Gonna k*ll me over

a f*ckin' energy deal?

I never would've expected this,

but someone had to act.

You went all in

on backing Bosik,

so I did the same

in backing Rodinov.

Something had to be done.

-Why?

-Because you betrayed us,

everyone who believed in you.

We were supposed to

do things different.

We thought that you

were the future,

and then you just

went right back

to the same old, same old,

making deals for oil.

In my wildest dreams...

I never would've thought that

you could've done this to me,

or to our country,

or to those innocent people

on that plane.

Put that g*n down

or I'll k*ll him!

Agent Miles, do not

relinquish your w*apon!

Marcus, look at me.

You're not a k*ller.

Yesterday, that was true.

But I can't let you

walk away from this.

You d*ed in that crash.

You want me dead?

Okay then, go on.

Do it.

Agent Miles, if he does,

you take him down.

Yes, sir!

Or better yet, take him alive,

where you will stand

trial for treason.

Either way...

it's up to you, Mark.

f*ck it.

Mr. President.

Can we get the hell

out of this place?

Absolutely, sir.

Cavalry's on the way.

Extraction team says

they'll be here in 30.

Why wait?

Are you sure

about that, sir?

They don't call me

Falcon for nothing.

This...

This I got.

This is

Ramstein Air Base calling

unidentified aircraft

approaching our airspace.

Please identify.

Ramstein Air Base,

this is Air Force One

requesting permission to land.

I have Falcon on board.

Say again?

Ramstein, this is Air Force One,

code delta-five-eagle

one-niner-delta-two,

requesting permission to land.

I have Falcon on board.

Ramstein, this is

President Dallas Edwards

on board Air Force One.

Approaching from your east.

Bring us on in.

Nice to have

you back, Mr. President.

Mr. President, stand by.

And three, two, one.

Good afternoon.

It has been two weeks since

the downing of Air Force One,

and the tragic loss

of so many

trusted colleagues

and friends.

In the days to come,

there will be hearings

and investigations into

how this cowardly att*ck

was planned

and ex*cuted.

The findings

will be made public.

Anyone found culpable

or complicit

will face

the full brunt

of the United States of

America's judicial system,

and the unbearable weight

of her m*llitary might.

I sit here

this evening, alive,

thanks to the bravery

and courageousness

of our Secret Service agents

aboard Air Force One,

most of whom gave their lives

to ensure my protection.

These were my friends,

my confidants,

in many ways,

my family.

Our great nation

is no stranger to tragedy.

What is most important now

is how we respond,

what we do next.

We will get up off of the mat.

We will live our fullest lives.

We will adhere to our ideals

and our morals with integrity.

That is how we will honor

those whom we have lost.

That is how we will

honor the heroes

who have given

their lives in service.

We will not lash out blindly

like a wounded animal.

We will not engage

in the performative

or theatrical

to soothe our fears.

We will not declare w*r

on an abstract

to regain

the illusion of control.

We will not repeat

the mistakes of our past.

We will acknowledge

the uncomfortable reality

that there will be those

that wish us harm.

Dangers will always linger in

the shadows of our vast world.

Tyrants

will seek power,

and t*rrorists will

attempt to intimidate.

And while we will

remain vigilant,

we must

also be sure

not to seed

the grounds of despair

that allow their lies

and false promises to grow

in the minds

of the desperate.

We will heal,

we will grow,

and we will move

forward together.

May God bless you,

and God bless

the United States of America.