Well, can you see anyone you know?
Yeah.
That's you.
Will my picture go up there too?
It's up to you.
My part is now done.
You are on your own now.
The others are waiting for us.
ABC of hunting. Volume 4 for beginners.
Attracting deer to within your shooting range
This might be a little difficult at first. But remember.
Practice make perfect.
Unwrap this, Oskari.
It should have a red cross on it.
Yeah.
That is our secret.
A place with guaranteed game.
- Are there deer in there? - Absolutely.
Gorgeous horned ones.
Good. I know how to call them.
Rest well
and wait until the morning.
Remember to move under the wind.
And when the sun rises...
it's the best moment.
It's when you need to be ready to shoot.
- Dad? - Hm?
I'll do my best.
Good. You should.
Fuel tap.
There you go. Show them.
(Swears)
Come on!
All the way!
Oskari!
The boy will go home.
No he won't.
The boy is ready.
You'll give the speech like you normally would
and you'll send the boy into the forest.
Well, fine then. You're the one who will get embarrassed.
Good.
Men!
This little man has hunter's blood running through his veins.
The boy is now standing in front of men
like each one of you has once stood.
Ready to continue the tradition.
The boy has one day and one night,
to find out what he is made of.
In the morning he will bring us what the forest sees fit.
The forest is a harsh judge.
It will give everyone adequately.
You need to know how to listen to it.
You need to fight tooth and nail for the prey.
You will not get anything for free.
The one who enters the forest is a boy,
but the one who returns will be...
a man.
Helsinki in 1 hour, Senator.
Is POTUS up and about yet?
POTUS status unknown, sir.
Actually, I heard him moving around just now.
I think he's awake, sir.
Enter.
Morris.
Good morning. Mr. President, sir.
Well, here we go again.
20 points down in the polls.
Friends and enemies lining up to stab me in the back.
Well, at least you're still in my corner.
Right, Morris?
Come on, you're not gonna tell the first lady, are you?
Wheels down in Helsinki in an hour, sir.
I'd rather take a bullet
than go through another one of these conferences.
That was insensitive.
Saying something like that to a man who actually took a bullet for me.
Well, a near-death experience does change one's prospective on a few things, sir.
Look, Morris, I'm really sorry
I'm forcing you to retire after this trip.
I know how you feel.
Mr. President, sir, one thing I have learned is that...
...life is just too damn short
not to have a cookie when you want one.
See you in a half?
Welcome to Lapland, gentlemen.
A real hunting paradise.
We've got moose. We've got bears.
We've got wolves, lynx.
Everything in here.
So, what kind of game are you looking for?
- Big game. - Roger, sir.
You're gonna get it, I promise.
Great. Land the helicopter.
We haven't the license to hunt here on this area.
Just execute my order.
Roger, sir.
(God damn it.)
Never seen a hunting team like this.
I expect not.
What you got there?
Something like scope?
It's a targeting system.
Targeting system? What for?
Right.
Shoulder-mounted, Chinese FN-6 surface-to-air missile.
Not the most advanced SAM on the market by any means,
but more than capable of taking out passenger aircraft.
Passenger aircraft? What do you mean?
A civilian aircraft, I should say.
With a state-of-the-art military grade aircraft,
the defense systems would most likely deflect
the attack.
Unless, that is...
The defense systems had somehow been disabled.
Are you...
Are you terrorists?
You certainly look terrified, so I suppose we must be.
But I don't think you should be worrying about us.
You should be worrying about yourself.
In fact, in my opinion, you should be running.
- Running? - Absolutely.
You see, I intend to kill you.
You have no way of overpowering me,
but I don't yet have a weapon in my hand,
so your best chance is to run.
Like this.
- Sir. - John.
What's our ETA?
45 miles.
We just started our descent.
Excellent. I'll tell POTUS.
Oh, and try not to rock the boat on the way down.
You know how he hates to spill his coffee.
Okay.
- Oh, shit! Joe, you got this? - Affirmative.
- What's going on? - Someone is targeting us with a SAM.
Holy shit! F-18 escort is reporting the same. They're lit up too.
Joe, engage countermeasures now.
- The counters won't engage. - What?
- Something is jamming us. - It's like...
- Whoa, I've lost power. - Jesus Christ!
All stations, initiate emergency evacuation procedure.
The President is under attack.
I repeat, emergency evacuation. The President is under attack.
What the hell is going on?
We've got to get you out of here, Mr. President.
- What about my shoe? - Forget your damn shoe!
Go, go, go!
Otis, what's going on?
You're getting off this plane, Mr. President.
I'll take it from here. Get the man on the ground.
- Roger that. - Are we under attack?
I'll find you and pick you up, Mr. President.
- You'll find what... - See you on the ground.
No, Morris. Wait...
Morris!
- What about the crew? - Our concern is the President.
- Get out now! - Go!
Clay, jump, go!
There's something wrong, sir. I don't see any parachutes opening.
- THE PENTAGON HEADQUARTERS, WASHINGTON D.C. -
The Air Force One mayday was verified,
the evacuation protocol was clearly triggered,
and the POTUS escape pod seems to have been jettisoned.
Occupants?
- One. - I see.
And then we lost everything, all coms, radar profile,
cell phone signals, gone.
- EMERGENCY COMMAND AND CONTROL VAULT -
Mr. Vice President, I want to introduce Fred Herbert.
Fred is our longest serving field operative the CIA has ever had.
We finally convinced him to come back to Langley.
He now heads our terrorist intel unit.
General, if you would start to fill Fred in on our known knowns.
Mr. Herbert, sir.
36 minutes ago, we got an evac distress signal from Air Force One.
We lost coms immediately thereafter.
At T minus 32, Air Force One
and its entire fighter escort fell off the grid.
They were over Finland, en route to Helsinki for a pre-G8 summit.
Sir...
We think this is the most serious terrorist action since 9/11.
Just a minute here, just to be clear.
For all we know, this was a mechanical failure.
On five planes, simultaneously?
- One explodes, takes out the others. - That's a stretch.
Well, any explanation is a stretch.
Right now, I'm saying we don't want to rush to conclusions.
It was a terrorist action, employing a five to 10 man unit.
They have money.
They used Chinese-made, shoulder-mounted surface-to-air missiles,
and they had a guy on the inside.
Well, how the hell could you know that?
Well, they had money, they had to buy the hardware.
It was a 5 to 10 man unit.
How do you think they transported and simultaneously fired the SAMs?
Shoulder-mounted SAMs can't reach passenger jet altitude.
They can.
If the plane is on its landing trajectory,
and if the point of firing
is at a higher than usual altitude,
like the side of a mountain...
But Air Force One was fitted with every countermeasure known to man.
That's the job of the guy on the inside, to disable them.
Wait, he used a jammer, an EMP device?
Or a screwdriver and a pair of pliers.
What about getting a man on Air Force One?
How could they penetrate security that tight?
Same way they always do.
Money,
sex,
or God.
Any suggestions?
There's only one thing left.
Find the President,
kill the sons of bitches who are after him...
Bring him home.
Oh god!
This is Agent Echo-Mike, calling all agents on the ground.
Respond immediately.
I repeat, Agent Echo-Mike.
Is anyone receiving?
No one.
Glad to hear it, over and out.
Angel is down.
We're good to go.
Please stay inside, help is on the way.
Do not exit the rescue pod under any circumstance.
Please stay inside, help is on the way.
Do not exit the rescue pod...
Show yourself!
Come out!
Please...
What language is this?
Can you show yourself, please?
From what planet are you from?
I am from Earth.
Is this some kid I'm talking to?
Do you come in peace?
Yes.
Yes, I... I come in peace.
Most definitely, yes, I...
Wait, wait, don't hang...
"Don't hang up." What's wrong with me?
Look, could you please just come out?
Whoa, whoa, kid, hey!
Can we, um, lose the bow and arrow?
Who are you?
You don't recognize me?
I'm William Allen Moore.
The President.
Of the United States.
Prove it.
Stay.
Are you hurt?
No.
I am lost.
And I could use your help.
Do you have a phone?
No, no, no, no, a real phone.
Or is your house close by,
a town, small village?
Where did you come from?
I mean, there must be something.
I mean, did you just pop up out of the ground?
Vice President.
we have located the rescue pod tracker.
Sir, the situation is under control.
This is Genik 1 to Command.
We have confirmed signal from the President's escape pod.
We are closing in on it now.
ETA, 1 minute.
Copy that, Genik 1, secure the President.
Shh.
This is Genik 1, the pod is not here.
- What? - Repeat that, Genik 1.
We did not copy, over.
Uh, the homing beacon and the escape pod must have separated, sir.
I say again, the President is not here.
God in heaven!
Genik 1, return to base, await further instructions.
Over and out.
Roger that, Genik 1 out.
I apologize, sir.
You're telling me we lost our President
like you lose a set of car keys.
This is the most powerful nation in the history of the planet.
Look at me!
This is America,
and as Vice President of this great nation,
I am commanding you to sort this shit out!
Interestingly, my department has registered precisely no chatter
about an action of this sort.
Which leaves us with the trickiest possibility.
The lone wolf, the jackal,
who got his own agenda, affiliated to no particular cause.
Extremely hard to track,
impossible to predict.
And finally we have the central question...
What do they actually want?
What is the purpose of their...
...operation?
Well, that we do know.
Their intention was to assassinate the President of the United States.
I'm not sure.
What, there might be another intention behind blowing up his plane?
Big game hunting never got any bigger.
Based on our knowledge at this moment in time,
the President is not assassinated.
We do know that the evac was triggered. Maybe that's what they wanted.
To capture him, to take him alive.
God damn it, so they can show off their trophy and make demands.
Or get the world watching before they behead him.
- And stick it on their Facebook page. - Jesus Christ.
- Kazim. - Ready.
- Where is he? - Help is on the way...
You're lucky.
Gotta be honest with you, young man,
I'm not feeling so lucky right now.
But you are.
If I hadn't found you,
you'd have zero chance of survival.
I'm a hunter.
This is my home.
With this,
I can catch us food, and keep us safe.
Safe from what?
- Bears. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
There's bears out here?
Yeah.
And you could kill one with that thing?
Yeah.
Have you done it before?
Yes.
- Really? - No, but my dad has.
And I could do it too.
Alright.
Your dad sounds like a great man.
The best hunter there is.
Like me.
Right.
And your father's name is?
Tapio.
Tapio. And you are?
- Oskari. - Oskari.
Well, like I said before, my name's William, but
you can call me Bill.
Nah, I call you President, sounds better.
And you, you can call me Ranger.
Right.
Here.
This is great.
All right, tell me how to get to the nearest town.
No.
Young man, I am the President of the United States.
And I'm here on a mission.
What could be greater than a national emergency?
My birthday.
Your birthday?
This is now the property of the United States of America.
You got that? So, tell me how to turn this thing on.
Get off.
So what do you wanna do?
This is a big forest.
You will get lost.
My forest,
my rules.
Sit in the back.
Welcome to Finland...
President.
Someone helped him.
Someone with a small shoe size.
Small shoe size?
What is that supposed to mean?
Well, usually it means small feet.
You listen very carefully to me,
you over privileged psychopath.
I have a bullet splinter lodged 2 millimeters from my heart.
One day it will push forward and kill me.
And I will have sacrificed my life
to protect a man
who can barely do a push-up, let alone run a country.
Do not forget why we are here, Hazar.
Before I draw my last breath,
I will deliver you the President.
You will wire the money as planned.
We will all stay on task.
Or I will damn well end it here.
So, how much time do we have
before the Americans figure out their mistakes?
We have a good head start.
They won't be on us before dawn.
Whoever the terrorist team is,
based on historical precedent,
they're unlikely to be Finnish.
So we have foreigners, outsiders,
needing to access the inaccessible.
Get online. Type in "Explore Northern Finland".
Yes, Sir.
Okay. I got a few companies organizing trips,
helicopters, four-wheel drive...
- Looks like it's mainly aimed at hunting. - Hunting!
So you will carry rifles and equipment and not raise any alarms.
- This is good. - Make a list.
Get the details, start contacting them.
You're looking for the one that just flew in a group of big game tourists.
One more thing.
We need live stream satellite coverage of this area.
Oh, I'm sorry, sir, but we don't have that.
You have high-res surveillance of Russia or United Kingdom, right?
- We do. - Well, let's get those satellites
pointed in the right direction!
This is it.
This is what?
A secret between me and my dad.
A secret?
A perfect place to hunt.
We camp here.
What is it like to be powerful?
Well...
Right now, I'd have to say, power...
is ephemeral.
And what that means?
Well, that means that a few hours ago,
I could order the greatest armed force on the planet
to invade any country in the world.
And now, I can't even order a pizza.
And believe me...
...I could really use a pizza.
Why are you asking about power?
My dad is powerful.
In fact,
my family is very famous here.
Maybe you know my dad.
What did you say his name was?
Tapio.
Well, I'm sorry. Never heard of him.
You don't know much about hunting.
I don't know a damn thing about hunting.
Look.
Oh ho.
Is this the bear you were talking about?
Yeah.
King of the forest.
We all do this when we turn 13.
We are sent into the forest to kill something.
That shows the world what we are as a man.
And now it's your turn.
Yep.
Tomorrow, I will be a man.
Oh, you look like him.
- Really? - Yeah. You guys could be twins.
When I go back,
no one will laugh at me.
You have to be tough in Finland.
Well...
You know, there is an alternative.
Sometimes you don't have to be tough.
You just have to look tough.
Now, that is something I do know a hell of a lot about.
Let me tell you a story.
Right before I was gonna give my last State of the Union address,
all of a sudden I had to pee.
So, I dashed off to the toilet to handle my business.
And in my haste to get back in time,
I sort of prematurely put myself away
and the last bit squirted out on the front of my trousers.
Yeah, yeah, it's funny.
But, mind you,
I'm about to go out and give a speech
with the eyes of the American public and the world on me.
And I got a big piss stain on the front of my pants.
Look it up on YouTube sometimes.
And notice how I casually carry my notes
to hide the offending area.
But then notice,
how when I give my address,
my voice doesn't crack,
my hand doesn't shake.
I command the attention of the room.
Now inside, I'm a mess.
I'm terrified I'm gonna be remembered in history
as the President who pissed his pants.
But on the outside,
I'm a rock.
And what happened?
Nothing.
Nobody noticed.
The moment passed.
And...
There's only two people in the entire universe who know about it.
Me.
And now, you.
But you can keep a secret, right?
What? What the hell was that?
That, Mr. President, was a deer.
A deer?
All right.
A deer. That's...
That's good, right?
- Oh, shit. - Yes.
We're under the wind. It's perfect.
Okay. Under the wind.
That's good.
Happy birthday, by the way.
Mr. President.
What? You found some tracks?
A shoe.
A shoe?
Looks just like yours.
It must be your lucky day.
Yeah, yeah. My lucky day.
Happy Birthday -Dad
What the...
Jesus.
What?
What the hell?
Cable ties.
Morris, you piece of shit.
I think we've found our small shoes.
Call in the chopper.
Ranger.
Go away.
Is something wrong?
What's this?
- It's from my dad. - And it says?
He killed that deer for me.
I'm not a hunter. I'm nobody.
Oh, Oskari.
Not even my dad believes in me.
Hey, I know how you feel.
Here.
Take this.
What is it?
It's a reminder that you found me,
you rescued me,
you protected me.
It's a reminder that I believe in you.
What's wrong?
I don't think my plane crash was an accident.
And the men who shot me down,
they're here, and they're hunting me.
We need to go our separate ways, okay?
Take all your knowledge of these woods and these mountains
and get as far away from me as you can.
But-But what about you?
I can take care of myself.
No, President, I don't think you can.
Well, now, if it isn't small shoes,
and the leader of the free world.
I...
I have to say, Mr. President, I am impressed
how you managed to put up such a fight.
If only you...
You'd showed such leadership in the White House,
maybe none of this would have happened.
Hazar.
I got him.
Leave the boy out of this. Let him go.
Sure.
Yo. Ewok,
or whatever you are, time to get lost.
You hear him, Ranger. Go. Go now!
President, you go.
Kid, you got some balls.
But when Hazar and his goons get here
with their automatic weapons,
they'll make you a spit roast.
- You read me? - Read this.
Ha!
Not another step, I'm warning you.
Back off.
Back off! I mean it!
Next time you wanna shoot anyone,
first you gotta cock it.
Then again,
we both know there isn't going to be a next time.
Why, you son of a bitch?
If you're too damn stupid to work it out,
I don't see why I should tell you.
You know what?
I'm gonna actually let you land one.
Come on. Free hit.
Come on!
Now, was that truly your best shot?
My wife can hit harder than that.
My mom can hit harder than that!
Playtime's over, kid. Get lost.
Run, Ranger. Run! Aw!
Run!
You son of a bitch!
We've got something here.
An unidentified helo.
So let's identify it.
- Keep zooming in. - Checking that tail number now.
- That's Kimmo's Safari. - That's our bird.
Get that camera tracking north,
- in the direction the helo is flying. - Yes, sir.
There! On that mountain top.
Lock on it. Zoom in.
Jesus Christ. It's the President.
Who the hell is that? Anyone here got an ID?
Yeah, I do.
His name is Hazar.
He is the illegitimate son of one of the richest oil sheiks in the Gulf.
He's not political, he's not ideological, he's not religious.
He's just a certified grade-A psychopath.
I'm afraid the President is in big trouble.
You know the tradition saying,
in which the hunter poses with his prey for a photograph?
All right.
You've had your fun. Get on with it.
Well, this is extraordinarily convenient.
Freeze box.
Here.
Yes, this could be perfect.
What are you talking about?
Well, I spoke to my taxidermist
about some logistics of dealing with a human cadaver.
And apparently, if I'm going to stuff him and mount him,
it's best that the body is as fresh as possible.
You're gonna stuff him?
What else should one do with a hunting trophy?
You're insane.
You're a very wealthy man.
I just transferred $10 million to the agreed bank account.
Come on. Come on!
- Get in the box. - What?
Get in the box.
My apologies.
First class is full.
Where the hell are our Navy SEALs?
MC-130 is in the air. They're ready for a helo drop,
but they're still 30 minutes out, ma'am.
If anybody has a clue how to get us out of this mess,
now would be a good time to speak up.
Who the hell is that?
The forest is a harsh judge.
It will give everyone adequately..
You need to know how to listen to it.
You need to fight tooth and nail for the prey.
You will not get anything for free.
- What are you doing here? - Now I know.
Know what?
The forest did give me something.
What?
Do you know what is even bigger than the king of the forest?
- No. - It's you.
I must take you to my dad.
The President of the United States.
The load is slowing us down.
This whole area is gonna be crawling
with US Special Forces any moment now.
I just bagged the biggest prize on the planet.
Try to enjoy it with me.
- What did he say? - We've got a stowaway.
It's that damn kid!
Shake him off. Return him back to his forest.
Ranger. Ranger, look out!
Awww...
Hang on, they're trying to knock you off.
Knock him off. Use it like a wrecking ball.
Ranger, you shouldn't be here.
Don't worry, Mr. President.
- I will save you. - Hang on!
Ranger! Ranger! Ranger!
Are you all right?
Get off!
- You have to jump! - Oh, hell, no!
Now, shoot the boy, shoot him! Shoot him!
No! No!
I got you! Come on! Grab the strap!
I'll cut you loose.
No, no, no, that's not a good idea.
- Close the lid. - This is not a good idea!
NO!
Hazar, get me on the ground, NOW!
President, you okay?
Oh. How the hell did I survive that?
And where are my soldiers?
I'm the commander of the biggest, bad-ass,
ass-kicking armed forces on the planet.
Why aren't they scouring this wilderness trying to rescue me?
There's no one to help us.
Not my dad, and not your army.
We have to help ourselves.
Instead of looking tough,
we have to be tough.
Right.
Okay.
Oh! Oskari, look out!
- This your idea of being tough? - No.
This is.
No. Oskari, no. No!
Aww!
What the hell are they doing?
AWWW...
Awww!
- We're gonna die! - Die!
You think we lost 'em?
I hope so.
Look.
Is that what I think it is?
Affirmative. We just found the crash site of Air Force One.
- Give those GPS coordinates to the SEALs. - Yes, sir.
Shit.
My dad is waiting for me.
We've got only one hour.
Can you swim?
Of course I can.
They're back.
We have to get in that plane.
Let's go.
Switch to thermal imaging.
They're going in.
Great.
Stick with me.
- Oh, Jesus. - Oh!
Looks like the upper deck may be clean.
Come on, swim with me.
Okay.
We're gonna be okay now.
All we have to do is wait for the army.
But...
Don't worry.
I'll get you to your father.
What is that?
Well, if it's not the cavalry, it can't be good.
Do you think they're gone?
What have we here?
Oskari! Oskari!
Mr. President, please accept my apologies.
My mission was to take you alive,
but now I have no choice but to kill you.
Your mission?
You were going to be held captive,
filmed, documenting every moment of your imprisonment,
and after seven days you would be martyred.
The images would horrify the world,
and the world would know the war on terror is not over.
What the hell kind of terrorist are you?
If it's any consolation to you before you die, Mr. President,
I'm actually on your side.
And what does that mean?
That's a long story.
Some other time.
I'm done here.
Yes, you are.
Huh. Well, I know how that feels.
Oh my God! Aww!
What's that?
That was a deer.
You little brat.
Ohh!
You gotta cock it, motherfucker.
We have to get out of here.
We can swim out.
I don't think so.
There is one other thing we can try.
Come on.
She's gonna blow! Go now!
I said, go now!
Don't worry, President.
I got this.
Here we go.
Do you read me now?
Get out! Get out of the truck! Move! I said, move!
Get out!
All right, clear the area!
Let's go! Come on, move! Go, go, go! On your knees.
Move straight ahead! Move!
Do not look at me.
Weapons! All weapons to the ground now!
- Hands behind your back. - All right, this way.
Move! Get down! Get down on your knees!
Nobody move!
SEAL team to base, we're on the ground.
Looks like the entire lake's been vaporized.
Copy that.
There is no way they could've survived that.
Mr. Vice President, Sir.
I'm sorry, but you have to be formally sworn in.
Take the office of President of the United States.
For my God and country.
I accept.
Hurry up! Move in, over there!
Copy that. We're not coming home until we find the President's body.
Or what's left of him anyway.
What the hell?
Sir, above, incoming.
Uh, base. We have an unidentified flying object closing fast,
you should have a visual on this.
Streaming now, take a look.
Stay alert. The object is on the ground.
I say again, the object is on the ground.
Stay alert.
And I see movement.
I've-I've got a young boy
with a bow and arrows.
Oskari.
- "That's my boy." - Stay where you are.
Dad.
This is...
Bill.
You must be Tapio.
- Yes. - I've heard a great deal about you.
I understand you're a great hunter.
Just so you know, so is he.
You have an amazing son.
Bravest man I've ever met.
Oskari. God damn.
[NORTHERN MESSAGE] PRESIDENT VISITS:
Damn, it's the same guy all right.
Good to see you, Mr. President.
Are you all right?
Well,
considering I've been betrayed today, hunted,
locked in a freezer,
ejected from the same plane twice,
yeah, I'm... I'm doing quite well.
Thanks to this young man here.
I'm proud to serve under your command, Mr. President.
SEAL team one reporting.
I've got eyes on the President and he is secure.
I repeat, the President is secure.
- Yes! - Yeah!
Well, that was quite a screw-up.
15 years I knew Hazar.
Best and most loyal agent I ever had, and what did we achieve?
Instead of turning the President into a martyr,
we turn him into a hero.
Not to mention, I lost my shot at the Presidency.
I've got one question for you, friend, one question only.
Can it get back to us?
Well, Vice President,
Morris is dead,
Hazar is dead,
all his men are dead.
And you're dead.
So,
in answer to your question,
getting back to anyone?
I would say, no.
It's not getting back to anyone.
Say Cheese. (Sanoa Muikku)
US PRESIDENT SAVED BY YOUNG HERO 13 year old Oskari Kontio to receive lauded Medal of Honor.
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