lundahl raps his second board: a map of the united states, cuba visible in the lower corner. an arc is drawn clearly across the u.s., encompassing the entire southeast.
taylor sees the grim looks all around.
kenny, arms folded, stands behind the president, the rest of excom is looking at him.
all eyes are on admiral anderson's overhead projections. bobby, restless, gets up, begins pacing.
excom listens in sober silence.
all of excom is there except for bundy. kenny sits behind the president, deeply distraught over major anderson.
excom laughing, celebrating, half-drunk already this sunday morning. the president shushes the group.