Tomorrow Never Dies

On my count.
Five, four, three, two, one.

Missile away.
Time to target:
Four minutes, eight seconds.

White Knight, four minutes to impact.
Get out of there.

Yes, damn it, I know what it is!
It's on the screen in front of me.

It's a jeep in front of a plane.
Now, get the hell out of there!
- What the hell's going on?
- You will not wait!

- That's an order!
- What is your man waiting for?

White Knight?
Oh, my God!

Those are Soviet SB-5
nuclear torpedoes.

- If the Cruise hits them...
- Order them to abort the missile.

- H.M.S. Chester urgent.
- White Knight, come in.

Abort missile.
Abort missile.

- Abort missile.
- Abort missile.

Captain, sir,
missile out of range.

Unable to destroy.
- White Knight...
- Alert NATO, the Pentagon.

- Will it trigger the torpedoes?
- It might.

But even if it does not,
there's enough plutonium...

to make Chernobyl
look like picnic.

Bloody hell! Can't you people
keep anything locked up?

Evacuate your troops,
and get him out of there, now!

White Knight, come in.
White Knight, come in!

- Keep trying, damn it!
- White Knight, come in.

Repeat, White Knight, come in white knight.
Filthy habit.