It's cold this morning, Captain.
Cold.
And hard.
It's time, Captain.
It's time.
Time indeed.
Hey, what are you doing?
You're supposed to be upstairs sleeping.
- Stanley keeps waking me up. - Oh, I get it...
- You're getting heavy. - Don't let her pull more than her usual nonsense.
Two stories. Two glasses of water. Jack...
You're going to miss the plane.
OK. Cricket, you listen to me.
Go upstairs with Mrs. Wheeler now and go to sleep.
When I'm on my business trip...
I'll get Stanley a little brother, OK?
- Will you promise? - I promise.
- Can I get you anything, sir? - No, thank you very much.
You know, if you try and get some sleep...
the flight will go a lot faster.
I can never sleep on a plane. Turbulence.
- Pardon? - Turbulence.
Solar radiation heats the earth's crust...
warm air rises, cool air descends.
- I don't like that. - Oh, well, try to get some sleep anyway.
Dr Ryan?
Jack, boy, get yourself in here.
Jesus, you look like hell.
Thank you very much, Admiral.
- Want coffee? - I think I need some coffee.
I'm not going to ask you how your flight went.
When did you last get some sleep?
Oh, I don't know. This thing's still on London time.
- Milk and sugar? - Milk and sugar.
How's Caroline?
Last time I saw her was at your granddad's place in Maine.
She's fine. She sends you her best.
- And Sally? - She's fine.
What is she now, three?
No, she's a very precocious five.
She announced to Caroline...
and I the other day that her life would be less lonely...
if we were to buy her a baby brother.
But she decided it would be enough...
if we were to buy one for Stanley.
- Who's Stanley? - Ah, Stanley's a bear.
What's important enough to get you on a plane in the middle of the night?
British Intelligence obtained these pictures two days ago
She's the Red October.
- She's the latest Typhoon class. - Big son of a bitch.
12 meters longer than standard Typhoon. 3 meters wider.
- Captain's name is Ramius. - One of yours?
I did the bio on him last year.
He's taken out the lead boat in each new sub class for 10 years.
Fairly good political connections.
Trained most of their attack-boat skippers.
The Russians call him Vilnius nastavnic.
The Vilnius schoolmaster.
- What are these doors? - Those doors, sir, are the problem.
I don't know what they are, neither do the British.
Perhaps our friends in Murmansk have come up with something new.
With your permission...
I'd like to show these to someone.
Do you know Skip Tyler?
The sub driver?
He was. Clipped by a drunk driver. Lost his leg.
Now he's doing some teaches at the Academy consulting for Navy labs.
- Clearance? - Top secret or better.
Margie, have a car for Dr. Ryan downstairs in 10 minutes.
The satellite caught Red October in Polijarny Inlet this morning.
- Do you hear it? - No.
Beaumont, at Cal Tech we used to do this in our sleep.
You hear it now?
Wait a minute. maybe...
- It's buried in surface clutter. - Yes.
- I should go to SAPS? - Correct, Seaman Beaumont.
Signal Algorithmic Processing Systems.
Give it a week and you'll be teaching at Cal Tech.
So, like Beethoven on the computer...
you have labored to produce a biologic.
- A what? - A whale. Beaumont. A whale...
A marine mammal that knows a lot more about sonar than you do.
Kill the SAPS. Train over to 269 and let's try it again.
If he gets to ragging on you too bad, ask him about Pavarotti.
We don't have time for sea stories.
I was in the middle of teaching Beaumont about modern sonar.
I ain't chief of the boat. I'm Sheena, Queen of the Jungle.
Cob, please. Come on, Cob. Tell me.
OK. Fine. Go ahead.
Ahem... Seaman Jones here, he's into music in a big way.
He figures this whole boat is basically just his own personal, private stereo set.
- He gets this piece of Pavarotti... - It was Paganini.
- Whatever? - Paganini.
This is my story, OK?
Pavarotti is a tenor. Paganini was a composer.
OK. So he's got this music, and he's got it out in the water.
He's listening on his headsets, happy as a clam.
Then all hell breaks loose.
There'a a whole slew of boats out of San Diego...
Including one way out at Pearl.
All of a sudden, they start hearing...
- Pavarotti. - Pavarotti coming out of their asses.
Jones...
- What do I do? - I got it.
Conn. Sonar.
New contact bearing 097. Designate contact Sierra-35.
Captain, aye. What've you got, Jones?
Distant contact, probably submerged.
It's a wild guess, but...
I'd say we hit a boomer, coming out of the barn.
Could be a missile boat out of Polijarny.
Ok. Start your track. I'll be there in a minute.
Sonar, aye.
Time to open the orders, sir.
The Political Officer is in your cabin.
Very well.
Carry on.
- What are you doing? - Overseeing the stability of the crew.
By invading my privacy?
Privacy is not a major concern in the Soviet Union.
It is often contrary to the collective good.
"Behold, I am coming as a thief."
"And they gathered them together...
in a place called Armageddon. "
"The 7th angel poured forth his bowl...
and a voice cried out from Heaven..."
"It is done."
A man with your responsibilities reading about the end of the world.
And what's this? "I am become death, the destroyer of worlds."
It is an ancient Hindu text quoted by an American.
- An American? - He invented the atomic bomb.
He was latter accused of being a communist.
You wrote and underlined these passages.
No.
This book belonged to my wife. I keep it for sentimental value.
I'm sorry, comrade Captain. Your wife was a beautiful woman.
Her death was unfortunate.
I am only doing my job. It is my responsibility.
How many agents did the KGB put aboard my boat?
- Your boat, Captain? - Yes.
This vessel belongs to the people of the Soviet Union.
Besides, if the KGB or the GRU has agents aboard...
I would be the last to know.
I suggest we open our orders, Captain.
Certainly, comrade.
From Commander Strategic Submarine Forces Red Banner Northern Fleet.
We are to proceed north, to grid square 5490.
and rendezvous with Alfa submarine Konovalov.
Captain Tupolev's boat.
You know Tupolev?
I know he descends from aristocracy...
and that he was your student.
It's rumored he has a place in his heart for you.
There's little room in Tupolev's heart for anyone but Tupolev.
Having made contact, we are to run a series of drills.
Tupolev will hunt us while we test our ship.
We are to evaluate the readiness of the caterpillar drive.
We return to Polijarny on or about the 16th of this month.
Captain, This is an historic moment for all of us.
I should like to make a request.
- Before you proceed... - I know it's not protocol...
but would you permit me to...
post our orders and inform the crew of our mission?
Where I am going, you can not follow.
Dr Petrov, report to my cabin immediately.
There's been a dreadful accident.
Hey, buddy!
Listen to me. There's no cradle underneath it. Get it over。
Relax! Stop being an old maid. You want to come up here and do it yourself?
Ryan! Who let you in here?
Have they got you playing with models now?
Damn it, Phil! Tell them to slow down.
It's not a model. It's a DSRV. Rescue sub.
I know what it is. And I just need to see one before.
What are you doing with it?
Ah, well, we're rigging it with a generic docking collar...
so it'll mate with British, German... just about anybody's sub.
We can get it anywhere in the world in 24 hours.
- How's your back? - It's fine. Have you got a minute?
It's bigger than a regular Typhoon. What are these doors?
You don't miss much, do you?
Those are too big to be torpedo tubes.
Can you launch an ICBM horizontally?
Sure. Why would you want to?
They're symmetrical, right down the long axis of the sub.
How about a towed sonar array?
Nope. Too close to the screws.
I'll be...
This could be a caterpillar.
A what?
Uh, a caterpillar drive. Magneto-hydrodynamic propulsion.
- Do you follow? - No.
It's like a jet engine for the water.
Goes in the front, gets squirted out the back.
Only it's got no moving parts, so it's very, very quiet.
Like how quiet?
It's doubtful our sonar would even pick it up.
And if it did, it would sound like whales humping...
or a seismic anomaly.
Anything but a submarine.
We messed with this a couple of years ago.
Couldn't make it work.
They really built this?
This isn't a mock-up or anything.
She put to sea this morning.
When I was twelve, I helped my daddy build a bomb shelter in our basement...
because some fool parked a dozen warheads 90 miles off the coast of Florida.
This thing could park 200 warheads off Washington or New York...
and no one would know anything about it until it was all over.
- Are you all right, Captain? - Oh, yes.
It's just to die for something as petty as slipping on tea.
You're blaming yourself, Captain. It was an accident.
You'll feel better when we put in.
- Put in? - Well, to base, Captain.
We cannot go on without a political officer.
Doctor, this is a combat vessel of the Soviet Navy.
And I'm a senior combat officer.
We do not cancel operations because of accidents.
Seaman, come here. Come here.
- Your name? - Cook's Assistant, Loginov, sir.
Good. I want you and the doctor to witness this.
I'm removing the Political Officer's missile key carry on...
and I'm keeping it by myself.
Captain, I think we should report this to Red Fleet Command.
I'm afraid that's impossible, Doctor.
Our orders are for strict radio silence.
- That's all, Loginov. - This is most unnerving, Captain.
The reason for having two missile keys...
is so that no one man may...
- May what? - May arm the missiles.
Perhaps I should keep the key.
Thank you. That'll be all, Doctor.
When I address the crew, then you will understand.
Petrov, I will try to forget your comments when I present my report.
Thank you, sir.
Holding steady on 310. 12 knots at about 20,000 yards.
- Have you got a make on it? - The computer is chewing on it, sir.
Twin screws. The plant noise sounds like a typhoon.
I'd say we got a new boat, sir.
Tommy, I miss something on the boards last few days?
Sub plant hasn't said anything about it.
- All right. How many Typhoons are listed? - Six, sir.
OK. Call this guy Typhoon Seven.
Start a tape on him. See if we can work in a little closer.
Yes, sir.
Won't he hear us?
Not if we stay in his baffles, Seaman Beaumont.
Come in behind his propeller and he's deaf as a post.
Any sonar contacts, Mr.Kamarov?
No contacts, Captain. The sonar is clear.
Good. Do we have any surface contacts, Mr. Borodin?
No contacts, sir. Scope is clear.
Good. Then it's time I explain our orders to the crew.
Comrades, this is your captain.
It is an honor to speak to you today...
and I'm honored to be sailing with you on the maiden voyage...
of our motherland's most recent achievement.
And once more, we play our dangerous game.
A game of chess, against our old adversary the American Navy.
For 40 years, your fathers before you...
and your older brothers played this game and played it well.
But today the game is different. We have the advantage.
It reminds me of the heady days of Sputnik and Yuri Gagarin.
when the world trembled at the sound of our rockets.
It will tremble again at the sound of our silence.
- The order is: Engage the silent drive. - Aye, sir.
- Ballast control, open outer doors. - Yes, open outer doors.
Diving command. Engage caterpillar and secure main engines.
Doors opening, Captain.
Comrades, our own fleet doesn't know our full potential.
They will do everything possible to test us,
but they will only test their own embarrassment.
We will leave our fleet behind.
We will pass through the American patrols pass their sonar nets...
and lay off their largest city and listen to their rock 'n' roll...
while we conduct missile drills.
When we are finished the only sound they will hear is our laughter.
while we sail to Havana where the sun is warm and so is the comradeship.
Cryogenic plant coming on line, Captain.
A great day, comrades. We sail into history.
Caterpillar engaging.
Caterpillar engaging, Captain.
- What happened? - I don't know.
Full rudder left.
Navigator, new course: 250.
Yes. New course: 250.
Sonar contact, Captain. Port quarter. Close aboard.
- American, Los Angeles class. - American! Captain, we...
Course: 310.
Is the American turning to follow us?
No, Captain. The American is continuing in his original course.
- He is continuing north-west. - He can't hear us.
And the singing?
Let them sing.
What are you talking about? Check your gear.
Running diagnostics now, Captain.
The sonar is working, Captain. The Russian disappeared.
One minute he was steady, 4,000 yards off the bow then he was gone.
- And for a second, I thought I heard... - Heard what?
I thought I heard singing, sir.
- Singing? - Yes, sir.
Good morning, sir.
Good morning, sir. I hope you had a lovely evening.
A little chilly this morning.
There's a letter from Marko Ramius.
Ah, Marko!
Yes?
No, this is Dr Ryan.
- What the hell happened? - This is no longer research project.
I got a line on those doors.
You know what they are?
- A nearly silent propulsion system. - How did you know that?
The captain of the sub following her radioed in.
Thing disappeared right in front of him.
And that's only the half of it. Read.
- Got your ID? - My god, this is unbelievable.
The Kirov, three Sverdlovs, the Kiev, the Minsk.
They've sortied their whole bloody fleet.
That's about the size of it.
- Where are we going anyway? - Briefing for Jeffrey Pelt.
The President's Security Advisor.
Most of the Joint Chiefs will be there, along with a few other people.
- Who is giving the briefing? - You are.
The yeoman will have all the slides laid out for you.
So all you've got to do...
Look, no one understands this material better than you.
Just give him a rundown on the sub and a precis of the stuff in your hand.
He's liable to ask some direct questions. Give him direct answers.
Tell him what you think. Come on.
Uh, gentlmen. The last 24 hours...
have seen some extraordinary Soviet naval activity.
The first to sail was this ship we believe called the Red October...
in reference to the October revolution of 1917.
A variant of the Typhoon class, she's 650 feet long
and 32,000 tons submerged displacement.
Roughly the same size as a World War II aircraft carrier.
We believe that these doors here on the bow...
...and again on the stern enclose a unique propulsion system.
A magneto-hydrodynamic drive, or caterpillar...
that would enable the sub to run virtually silent.
It is possible that this new drive system allowed the captain...
a man named Ramius, their senior and perhaps most respected commander.
Do we have his picture available?
Allowed Ramius to elude one of our attack boats...
the Dallas, which trailed Red October from harbor this morning.
It is also possible that this drive system, if operable could render...
the Red October undetectable to our Sosus warning nets in the Atlantic.
Mr.Ryan. Would you characterize this as a first-strike weapon?
Uh, that is a possibility, sir.
It is designed to approach by stealth and to shower its target with multiple...
independent warheads with little or no warning before impact.
Goddamn thing was made to start a war.
Proceed, Mr. Ryan.
About the same time the Dallas lost contact...
there were additional sailings.
From Polijarny and from Leningrad on the Baltic and from the Mediterranean.
There are now some 58 nuclear submarines headed at high speed into the Atlantic.
This afternoon's satellite pass over...
Polijarny found heat blooms in the engineering plants...
at the Kirov, the Minsk and...
more than 20 other cruisers and destroyers, indicating they were preparing to sail.
This constitutes the bulk of the Soviet surface fleet.
Admiral Greer, your conclusions.
Well, sir, the data support no conclusions as yet.
The absence of activity in the Pacific...
suggests this could be just an exercise.
Suppose it's not an exercise?
Suppose this is the beginning of a move against NATO?
NSA can speak for that, Mr. Pelt. I must emphasize the extreme sensitivity...
of this information and that it not leave the room.
Before sailing...
Captain Ramius sent a letter to Admiral Yuri Padorin.
Chairman of the Red Fleet northern political directorate.
That's her uncle.
- Whose uncle? - Ramius' wife.
Padorin is her uncle.
Now, the contents of the letter are unknown
but Admiral Padorin immediately demanded a meeting with Premier Chernenko...
and within minutes of that meeting the Soviet fleet sailed with orders to...
find Red October and sink her.
- Sink her? - My God. They've got a madman on their hands.
Within 500 miles off the coast, we'll have only two minutes' warning.
- Today's the 23rd, isn't it? - What?
- Is today the 23rd? - Yeah.
You son of a bitch.
You son of a bitch!
You wish to add something to our discussion, Dr Ryan?
I was just thinking that perhaps there's another possibility we might consider.
Ramius might be trying to defect.
- Do you mean to suggest that this man has come... - Proceed. Mr. Ryan.
Look. Ramius trained most of their officer corps...
which would put him in a position to select men willing to help him.
He's not Russian. He's Lithuanian by birth...
raised by his paternal grandfather, a fisherman.
And he has no children. No ties to leave behind.
And today is the first anniversary of his wife's death.
Oh. Come on. You're just an analyst. How can you read his mind?
I know Ramius, General.
He's nearly a legend in the submarine community.
He's been a maverick his entire career.
I actually met him once at an embassy dinner.
Have you ever met Captain Ramius, General?
Admiral Hollis
how long before Ramius could be in a position to fire his missiles at us?
- Four days. - All right, I'll brief the President.
Dr Ryan, would you stay for a moment, please?
I said speak your mind, Jack, but Jesus...
You slammed the door on the general pretty hard, Jack.
- That was not my intention, sir. - Oh, yes, it was.
He was patronizing you, and you stomped on him.
In my opinion, he deserved it.
Listen, I'm a politician, which means I'm a cheat and a liar...
and when I'm not kissing babies, I'm stealing their lollipops.
But it also means that I keep my options open.
So let's assume for a minute that you're right...
and this Russian intends to defect. What do you suggest we do about it?
- We definitely grab the boat, sir. - Hey, wait a minute.
We're not talking about some stray pilot with a M.I.G.
We're talking about several billion dollars worth of Soviet state property.
They're going to want it back.
Maybe it's enough then just to get some people on board and inspect it.
Call it whatever you want to... a Coastguard safety inspection.
So how do we proceed?
First, we need to contact the commanders in the Atlantic directly.
The Russians get one whiff of this through...
the regular communications circuits, the game is up.
Secondly, we figure out how we can help them.
We need to devise a plan to intercede, ready to go at a moment's notice.
The third, somebody's got to go make contact with Ramius...
and find out what his intentions really are.
Okay, when do you leave?
Wait a minute!
The general was right. I am not field personnel. I am only an analyst.
You're perfect. I can't ask any of these characters to go.
One, they don't believe them. Two, they wouldn't stake their reputations on a hunch...
- where as you... - Are expendable.
Something like that.
I'll give you three days to prove your theory correct.
After that, I have to hunt down Ramius and destroy him. Will you do it?
Mother of God!
Secure the masts. All ahead two thirds. Set depth to 900 meters.
- What is it? What's happened? - Mast secured, helm at 2/3.
Come left, heading 205.
These orders are seven bloody hours old! Sitting on the bottom.
Like an addled schoolboy.
- Captain? - All ahead flank.
Inquire of the engineer about going to 105% on the reactor.
Seven hours! The entire fleet is after him.
Leveling at 900 meters.
Captain, Engineer reports 105% on the reactor is possible... but not recommended.
Go to 105 on the reactor.
- Captain, what is it? Where are we going? - We're going to kill a friend.
We're going to kill Ramius.
If you like borscht, perhaps, but I've eaten better in an oiler's galley.
My wife asked the waiter, "Where did this man learn to cook, Afghanistan?"
So then we went on to the Bolshoi, the ballet, to see this new girl as Giselle.
You remember how beautiful she was. She just married a factory manager.
Excuse me, Doctor. Do you have the figures for the latest batch of radiation tests?
Now?
Now.
Perhaps you could bring the preceding set as well... for comparison.
Thank you, Doctor.
It will take him some time.
Before we begin, Captain. I'd like to know exactly what happened to Putin.
- He didn't slip on his tea, did he? - I don't think I like your tone, Slavin.
What the hell's my tone got to do with it?
We're risking our lives here.
Putin could have made complications.
Did you think he would go away and sulk while we carried out our plans?
Are you saying he was murdered?
- My God. - Stop whining, Yuri.
So he was murdered. I have no problem with that. The man was a pig.
- But it is a decision we should have all made together. - You are not in command here.
If the crew finds out, we could have a mutiny.
Everything that happens on this ship affects us all.
The Master-At-Arms is already suspicious.
- We could still go back. - There'll be no going back.
Before we sailed, I dispatched a letter to Admiral Padorin...
in which I announced our intention to defect.
In the name of God, why?
When he reached the new world, Cortez burned his ships.
- As a result, his men were well motivated. - You have signed our death warrants.
- Padorin will send the entire fleet. - Jesus! They'll find us.
Nobody is going to find us. That's enough, Yuri.
You had to do it, huh? You couldn't just turn the submarine over to the Americans.
You had to make a political statement.
Or was it something deeper, Captain? Something that made you unable to slip away?
- Was it ego, Captain? - We each have our reasons, Victor.
My own began the day I was handed the blueprints for this ship.
A ship which had but one use. And as for the rest...
well, those are things that I alone must carry the burden for.
Anatoly, you're afraid of our fleet. Well, you should be.
Personally, I give us... one chance in three.
More tea, anyone?
No?
Then you may report back to your posts.
You heard the captain, dismissed.
Captain.
Captain, I would never disagree with you in front of the men, you know that.
But in this case Victor was right.
- It would have been better if you had not informed to Moscow. - Oh, Vasily.
Moscow is not the worry, nor the whole Soviet Navy.
I know their tactics. I have the advantage.
The worry is the Americans.
If we meet the right sort, this will work.
We get some buckaroo...
Some turbulence. You don't like flying?
This is nothing. You should have been here five months ago.
Talk about puke! We ran into a hail storm over the Sea of Japan, Right?
The pilot shot his lunch all over the windshield...
and I barfed on the radio.
Knocked it out completely, and it wasn't that...
lightweight stuff either! It was that chunky, industrial-weight puke!
You want a bite?
Next time you get a bright idea, just put it in a memo.
- Sir. - That will be all, Lieutenant. Thank you.
- That hawkeye from Weymouth Trap? - Four wire. Caught a gust over the fantail.
- Not bad considering. - The gentleman is here to see you.
The gentleman? What the hell are you talking about, Charlie?
I apologize for the uniform, sir. This is Admiral Greer's idea of a low profile.
- You work for Jim Greer? - That's all right, sir.
Then I imagine you'll tell me what all the hubbub's about.
Captain, you got a minute? Jonesy's got something I think you ought to see.
- Martinez, get yourself a cup of coffee. Send me up some tea. - Aye, Captain.
Messenger, get the captain a cup of tea.
Captain. Sir, the moment that sub went silent and I thought I heard singing...
I heard something in the background, real faint.
After all those subs took off, I caught it again and got it on tape.
I washed it through the computer and was able to isolate this sound.
The computer identified it as magma displacement.
The SAPS software was originally written to look for seismic events.
When it gets confused, it runs home to momma.
- I'm not following you. - Sir, I'm sorry.
Listen to it at ten times speed.
- Now, that's got to be manmade, Captain. - All right.
The first contact was at 09:15 and the bearing was 269.
At 09:30, it was here.
I came back to it at 11:00 and 11:15, here and here.
Remember the dispatch we got about Russian sub skippers running...
the Reykjanes Ridge at high speeds...
because they had hyper-accurate surveys of the underwater canyons...
Yeah, Red Route One.
The front door to those canyons was a formation called Thor's Twins, Right?
Look at that.
- Right into Red Route One. - Captain.
You may think I'm crazy, but I'll bet that...
magma displacement was actually some new Russian sub...
and it's headed for the Iceland coast.
Have I got this straight, Jonesy?
A $40 million computer tells you you're chasing an earthquake...
but you don't believe it. And you come up with this on your own.
- Yes, sir. - Relax, you've sold me.
Tommy, I want you to plot us a speed course for the bottom end of Red Route One.
We'll never find him in those canyons.
First take us to periscope depth. But first we'd better phone in.
Aye, aye, Captain.
Hang on, Jonesy.
If I can get you close enough, can you track this sucker?
Yes, sir. Now that I know what to listen for... I'll bag him.
- Carry on. - Yes, sir.
That's the craziest notion I've ever heard...
a serving line officer? An entire ballistic missile submarine?
They can't all want to defect, even if it's only the officers.
- What's his plan? - His plan?
Russians don't take a dump without a plan.
Senior captains don't start...
something this dangerous without having thought the matter through.
What's he going to do, he's just going to sail into New York?
It might be that simple.
Things may appear simple in the cubicle at CIA.
But in the middle of the North Atlantic they get a bit more complex.
- Smoke? - No, thank you.
And I don't think your notion of a few days inspection's going to wash either.
In order to be any value, you'd have to tear it apart.
The metallurgy would take a couple of months.
- Then we have to keep it. - What will you do with the crew?
Ones that don't defect will go back and say we got the boat.
- Or do you plan to eliminate them? - We're not at war, sir.
So you have to get them off the boat in such a way...
that they think we don't have it.
They'll go back and report that we don't have it to their bosses.
Otherwise, this whole business is just academic, right?
Yes, sir. I think I see your point.
- When was the last time you slept? - A while.
- The chief outside will fix you up. - Thank you, sir.
Captain.
It'll be dawn in a couple of hours. We'll be in the CIC.
- Things are liable to get a little dicey around here. - Yes, sir.
- You think he's crazy? - Certifiable.
And I don't care for him wearing the uniform.
Did you see that ring on his finger? The Academy class of '72. A Marine.
You're kidding. How did you...
Greer told me. Summer of his third year, he went down in a chopper accident.
Bad. Pilot and crew killed.
That kid spent 10 months in traction and another year learning to walk again.
He did his fourth year from the hospital.
It's up to you, Charlie, but you might consider cutting him a little slack.
The Russians will find that sub before we get near it anyway.
- Passing Thor's Twins, sir. - Very good.
- Passing the Twins now, Captain. - Very good. Commence your run.
- Call me when you get to the first turn. - Aye, Captain.
Mr. Kamarov, you may commence your run now. - Aye, sir.
First leg on my mark. Course: 260. Speed: 18 knots.
Depth: 270 meters.
Five, four, three, two, one...
Mark.
Diving Command, course: 260. Speed: 18 knots.
Give me a stopwatch and a map and I'll fly the Alps in a plane with no windows.
If the map is accurate enough.
We're in the lane and approaching the first turn.
Come left to course 195 in 30 seconds.
Decrease depth to 200 meters. Maintain speed.
Captain, we are approaching the first turn. 25 seconds to course 1-9-5.
Increase speed to 26 knots and recompute.
Aye, Captain.
Navigator, recompute for 26 knots.
Turn on my mark. Five, four, three...
two, one, mark.
Diving control, come left to 195. Up on the bow planes.
Course now 195 and maintaining speed 26 knots.
- Mr. Kamarov? - Next leg, Captain.
Come right to 240 at 8 minutes and 40 seconds.
Very good. Maintain course and speed.
Too fast, Vassily. Too fast.
Those charts are laid out precisely. So many knots for so many seconds.
- This thing handles like a pig. - Watch your bearing, Mr. Slavin.
15 seconds to turn, Captain. Should we decrease speed?
Negative. Prepare to come right.
Eight, seven, six, five, four...
three, two, one, mark.
15 degrees down angle on the bow planes. Come right 240. Move it!
We're in the lane. Next leg 34 minutes to the Neptune Massif.
Course: 240.
- What happened? - The cryogenic plant.
The magnets aren't being cooled. We're 50 degrees above red line.
- It's going to melt. - Kill it, shut it down!
- Captain? - What happened?
- The cryogenic plant failed. - Reactor damage?
- The reactor scrammed automatically. - Was there any core damage?
- Any radiation leakage? - I don't know yet.
- How long will it take to fix? - I've got to find out what's wrong first.
Captain, we will have to stop until we can repair the caterpillar unit.
- Negative. We will run on normal propulsion. - Captain, we will not be silent.
Make revolutions for 20 knots and engage the propellers.
- Aye, Captain. - That man will get us all killed.
The captain knows what he's doing.
Naval activities? I have no knowledge of this.
- But then, I never was a sailor. - Mr. Ambassador...
You have nearly 100 naval vessels operating in the North Atlantic right now.
Your aircraft have dropped enough sonar buoys
that a man could walk from Greenland to Scotland without getting his feet wet.
Shall we dispense with the bull?
You make your point as delicately as ever, Mr. Pelt. But...
And what looks like an exercise could be a prelude to war.
How can we tell the difference?
Prudence demands that we deploy ships to observe yours.
Your government should consider that...
that having your ships and ours in such proximity...
is inherently dangerous? Wars have begun that way, Mr. Ambassador.
We have lost one of our submarines.
- Lost it? - We fear she may be down, and...
this is most embarrassing, but...
Several of the crew, the officers, are sons of high Party officials.
One is even the son of a Central Committee member. I can't say which.
- You're telling me this is a massive rescue operation? - That is correct.
I'm terribly sorry. How can we help?
- I'm not sure that... - Perhaps a joint rescue mission?
That is very gracious of you, sir.
I will pass your offer on.
But at this time, I think we're doing everything that can be done.
Captain.
Our strategy depends on your answer. The entire fleet will know where we are.
Captain, Sonar. We have just been overflown by a multi-engine turboprop.
Put it on audio.
Short transients, close aboard. Water entry of small objects.
- Sonar buoys. - Battle stations.
Battle stations!
How long to Neptune Massif?
- How long? - 4 minutes, 10 seconds.
- Should we bottom the boat, Captain? - No. Too late for that now.
We're out of time. Counter measures. Prepare to launch a full spread.
Aircraft on computer guidance. Request permission to launch the weapon.
You are authorized to launch the weapon.
Weapon is away.
- High-speed screw. Torpedo in the water. - Stand by.
Torpedo is active.
- Torpedo has acquired. - Launch counter measures.
Launch countermeasures. Aye, sir.
We're in the lane.
- How long to the turn at Massif? - 2 minutes, 9 seconds.
We have no room to maneuver in these canyons, Captain.
Shut up!
Torpedo has reached counter measures. Torpedo has lost contact.
Massif approaching.
Torpedo has reacquired and is homing.
- Give me the count. - Turn at Massif 40 degrees starboard in 30 seconds.
- Time to torpedo impact? - Torpedo impact, 35 seconds.
- Increase to flank. - Full ahead flank.
Torpedo impact now 40 seconds. 35 seconds.
30 seconds.
Turn at Massif in seven, six...
five, four...
three, two, one, mark.
Torpedo impact: 25 seconds.
- The turn, Captain. - Not yet.
Mark plus eight seconds, nine, ten...
11 seconds, 12, 13, 14... plus 15 seconds.
Captain, we're out of position so much by a boat length.
Torpedo impact now in 15 seconds.
Sound collision.
- Captain, we're out of the lane. - You're relieved.
Borodin?
Right full rudder! Reverse starboard engine!
Torpedo impact: 12 seconds.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5...
- Navigator. - 16 degrees off the bow plane.
- Captain, they're really shooting at us! Why? - Easy, boy.
If they were really shooting at us, we'd be dead by now.
I found out what happened to the caterpillar.
The buffer circuit has been torn out.
It was only a matter of time, before an overload shut it down.
What are you saying?
Whoever did this knew how to cripple the caterpillar in a way not easy to find.
Captain, we have a saboteur on board.
It can't be any of the officers, They had plenty of time before we embarked.
Must be a member on the crew.
Go to Putin's cabin. Check his files for information on the crew.
We may have to put them off before we planned.
"Your average Russkie don't take a dump without a plan."
And wait a minute.
We don't have to get the crew off the sub. He would have had to do that.
We just have to figure out what he's going to do.
How is he going to get them off the sub?
They'd have to want to get off.
How do you get a crew to want to get off a submarine?
How do you get a crew to want to get off a nuclear sub...
- I know how he'll get the crew off. - Not now, Jack.
Yankee One, declaring an emergency.
Yankee One, vector 270. Speed is buster, over.
Say again, Yankee One.
A Bear Foxtrot got too close to the group.
One of the F-14s crowded him, and they bumped.
He's losing hydraulic fluid. They're trying to get him back aboard now.
- Busy morning. - Mmm.
During the night, Russian attack subs are now stationed off every East Coast port.
We're up here.
The New Jersey is moving up the coast...
while the Russians, aside from over 100 bear foxtrots, have a row of subs...
and several surface groups.
- That's a lot of firepower. - For a rescue team, yes.
And there's something else strange.
They're using sonar as if they're looking for something, but nobody's listening.
What do you mean?
At their speed of 30 knots,
they could run over my daughter's stereo and not hear it.
They're not trying to find Ramius, they're trying to drive him.
Drive him where?
Hounds to the hunters.
Your sub captain is going to make it to America, Mr. Ryan.
He's going to die within sight of it.
His wing man kept requesting permission to fire.
omebody messes up, we'll be in the biggest naval battle since the Jutland. Jesus!
- The water's too cold to eject. - Air boss will try to bring him aboard.
- Excuse me, sir. What's this sub off by herself? - Bart Mancuso's boat.
He's going to the bottom of Red Route One.
He's had intermittent contact with a magma displacement. He's got this...
Magma displacement? Is that like a seismic anomaly?
I suppose so. Why?
- Is there a way you could get me on board the Dallas? - What for?
Help Captain Mancuso found the Red October.
He hasn't found anything, Jack. He's just waiting.
Excuse me, sir.
But this silent propulsion system could easily be mistaken for something...
Jack, the only way to get you to the Dallas out there is by chopper.
is to use a chopper turned into a flying gas can.
Excuse me, Admiral. Yankee One is on final. Rescue personnel are in place.
Pick up your left wing.
Power! Wave off!
Eject!
This business will get out of control and we'll be lucky to live through it.
The bird's loaded down with enough fuel to get you there,
but Dallas may not be there.
We're trying to get message to her.
If she's gone deep, it's dodgey. If you have to ditch...
If you have to ditch, don't think about anything but the survival gear.
At this water temperature, you'll have about four minutes.
I'll try to remember that. Next time, Jack, write a goddamn memo.
- Is the captain sacked out? - Yeah.
- What about him? - He won't leave.
You know, I've seen a mermaid once.
I've even seen a shark eat an octopus.
But I've never seen a phantom Russian submarine.
We're emerging from the route, Captain.
I've ordered a routine clearing of the baffles.
We'll be making the first turn in a few minutes.
The caterpillar is operational and appears to be running normally.
The crew know about the saboteur and they are afraid.
Well, that could be useful when the time comes.
You know, we could make the Labrador Coast in 16 hours.
Half of them would freeze before they were rescued.
It's Massachusetts or Maine in 48 hours.
Two days.
Do you think they will let me live in Montana?
I would think they'll let you live wherever you want.
Good, then I will live in Montana.
I will marry a round American woman and raise rabbits.
And she will cook them for me.
And I will have a pickup truck.
Or possibly even a recreational vehicle...
and drive from state to state.
- Do they let you do that? - Yes.
- No papers? - No papers. State to state.
All right. Commence your turn.
Well then... in winter, I will live in Arizona.
- Actually, I think I will need two wives. - Oh, at least.
- Possible aspect change on target. - Sonar, Concur, change in bearing rate.
- Conn! Sonar! Crazy Ivan! - All stop. Quick quiet!
What's going on, Jonesy?
Russian captains sometimes turn suddenly to see if anyone's behind them.
We call it Crazy Ivan.
The only thing you can do is go dead, shut everything down...
and make like a hole in the water.
- So what's the catch? - Catch is a boat this big doesn't exactly stop on a dime.
If we're too close, we'll drift right into the back of him.
What about you? What do you look forward to?
I have no such appetites.
Let's see if he can hear us.
There must be something.
What is it?
I miss the peace of fishing.
Like when I was a boy.
40 years I've been sailing at sea. A war at sea.
A war with no battles. No monuments.
Only casualties.
I widowed her the day I married her.
My wife died while I was at sea.
Post guards in the engineering spaces.
If he can get to the caterpillar, he can get to somewhere more vital.
Where is he, Jonesy?
Conn, Sonar. Target is now coming out of our starboard baffles.
My read is that he's returning to base course.
- Concur, he's returning to course 210. - He went right around us.
Give him another 30 seconds. Then secure from silent running.
Captain, here's what we got on the ELF.
- Thanks. - Aye, sir.
What is it?
You're not going to believe this.
Commander, we're approaching no return.
Dallas apparently hasn't gotten the message.
- We have to turn back. - Give it a couple more minutes.
Negative. Fuel status says we turn around now.
Wait a minute. Fuel status? You got a reserve, don't you?
Yes, sir. I've got a ten minute reserve.
But I'm not allowed to invade that except during war.
Mr. If you don't get me on that goddamn submarine, you might have it.
You got 10 minutes worth of fuel. we stay here ten more minutes.
Yo! Mount up! Yo, I got a submarine at around 3:00. About two miles.
Okay, Tony, hook him up.
OK, Commander. I'll be lowering you down to the submarine now.
Give me eight minutes. Let's hope this thing runs on fumes.
Very well. Surface the ship. Whoever this guy is, he's in for one hell of a ride.
Okay, Commander, go ahead and sit down.
- Did you ever do this before? - Once, on a calm day... off Hawaii.
The pilot will have a difficult time keeping steady.
Don't take chances getting grounded. Keep that rod in front of you.
In air like this, the rotors will be putting out enough static to light up Chicago.
A diver's in the escape trunk in case this guy goes in the drink.
Someone must have a burr up his ass to go for a stunt like this.
Commander, if I got to bring you back up, I'm going to shake the wire.
I'll give you a thumbs up, like this. Remember to cross your arms.
Okay, out you go. Passenger's out the door.
He's halfway down. You're drifting forward.
All right. Get the hook on his cable.
Watch it! Don't touch him. Okay, here he comes.
It'd be easier without that crosswind. I can't see him.
Don't touch him!
- This is never going to work. - OK. Reel him back in.
Tony, what's the hell going on back...
Dallas, have you got a swimmer?
Man overboard, port side. Send out the diver.
Very well. Dallas, we are history.
Get the doc down here. I'll be in the escape trunk.
Down ladder. Make a hole.
How do you do, Captain? It's a pleasure to be aboard.
I have to talk to the President.
Of course. May I enquire as to the subject?
It seems that the initial reports that...
one of our submarines was missing were not completely accurate.
The submarine in question is commanded by Captain Marko Ramius.
Apparently, he has suffered a kind of mental nervous breakdown.
Just before he sailed, he posted a letter to Admiral Padorin...
in which he announced his intention to...
to fire his missiles on the United States.
Why didn't you tell me this the last time we met?
In my position I'm sometimes compromised...
by the fact Moscow doesn't always tell me everything.
So one of your submarine captains has gone insane? What do you want from us?
You offered your assistance.
That was a rescue mission. Now you want us to help you hunt him down and kill him.
I have been instructed to ask your president for precisely that.
Find him? We already found him. We had to break off to pick you up.
- Coffee. A cigarette? - I don't smoke.
Assuming we can find him, just what exactly am I supposed to do about it?
Captain, radio. We're receiving flash traffic on the emergency circuit.
Very well. Bring it down.
Well, Mr. Ryan?
- Chief, excuse us for a second. - Leonard, come on out of there.
The sub we're after is called the Red October.
She's under the command of a man named Ramius.
Now, there's the possibility that he and a good portion...
of his crew are attempting to defect.
Defect?
Excuse me.
- You say the boat's called the Red October? - That's right.
- Skipper's Ramius? - Right.
It seems that circumstances have changed somewhat, Mr. Ryan.
- Get this man some dry clothes. I'll be in the conn. - Aye, sir.
"National Command Authority informed Soviet typhoon class submarine...
Red October Marko Ramius...
is potential renegade and threatens independent missile launch.
"You are authorized to use any necessary force...
to prevent said submarine from approaching the coast of the United States."
Left 10 degrees rudder steady on course 265.
Chief of the Watch, rig for red.
- What's going on? - Battle stations are manned and ready, Captain.
Very well.
Captain, I have to talk to you.
Not now. Tommy, make your depth 1,200 feet, 20 degrees down angle.
Diving officer, make your depth 1,200 feet, 20 degrees down.
Full dive on fair water planes. Full dive on stern planes.
Passing 450 feet, going to 1,200.
500.
600.
700.
- Did you get a good fix? - Yes, Captain.
- Sonar, conn, have you got him yet, Jonesy? - Very faint, sir. Hold on.
Yes, sir. Contact typhoon seven on bearing 250. Right where he's supposed to be.
- Any sign he's alerted to our presence? - No. Operating as before.
Come left to 265. Bring us up behind him quietly, Tommy.
Make your depth 500 feet.
Please listen to me. Two minutes, that's all.
- Plot, time to intercept his track. - Four minutes, Captain.
Very well, Mr. Ryan. Two minutes.
I understand that message, it makes perfect sense. But the situation is...
Ramius intends to defect.
The Russians know this, which is why they've tried to sink him...
- But they haven't been able to. So... - I have a firing solution.
Very well.
Captain, you have to listen to me.
The Russians will stop at nothing to prevent Ramius from defecting.
They've invented this story that he's crazy...
because they need us to sink him before he can contact us.
Weapons control, I want full safeties. I don't want this fish coming back.
Captain, I know this man.
Has he made any Crazy Ivans?
- What difference does that make? - His next one will be to starboard.
Because he goes to starboard in the bottom half of the hour.
Flood tubes one and two. Warm up the weapons.
Captain, find a way to establish contact without violating orders.
He wants to defect!
Mr. Thompson, Call Chief Watson to the conn with his sidearm.
Conn, Sonar. Signal to noise ratio's dropping. Possible aspect change in target.
Possible target zig based on bearing rate.
Conn, Sonar. Crazy Ivan!
Captain, he's turning.
- Which way is he turning, Jonesy? - To the starboard, sir!
Give the man a chance.
- All back full. - Captain, say again.
- I said all back full! - Back full. Aye, sir.
- Captain, we're cavitating! He can hear us. - Conn, aye. All stop.
All right. We just unzipped our fly.
Mr. Thompson, open the outer doors. Firing point procedures.
Now, if that bastard so much as twitches, I'm going to blow him right to Mars.
All stop rudder amid ship.
Can you identify the contact?
American Los Angeles-class attack submarine. Bearing: 015. Range: 300 metres.
Captain, sharp metallic transients.
He may be trying to open his torpedo tube doors.
Outer doors are open on tubes one and two. We're ready to shoot.
Very well. My orders are specific, Mr. Ryan.
Captain, he has opened his outer doors. He's preparing to fire.
Flood tubes three and four and plot a solution.
Shall I open the torpedo tube doors, sir?
- Captain, shall I open outer doors? - No.
Lock the firing solution into the computer.
Do not open the doors.
Aye, Captain. Lock solution into computer.
- Conn, Sonar. Target has flooded his tubes. - Has he opened his outer doors?
Negative, Captain. He's just sitting there. Hold on.
- Target is coming shallow. - What does that mean?
It means he's a very cool customer, your Russian.
He knows we're here and ready to shoot.
He's not provoking us.
He's heading to periscope depth to see what's on the surface.
- What's his course now? - His course is 270. Due west.
- Bring us alongside him. - Aye, Captain.
Sonar, Conn. Report all contacts.
Conn, Sonar. My only contact is Typhoon 7, bearing 195.
- Very well. Fire control, range to target? - Range is 300 yards.
Make your depth 65 feet.
He wants to go up and take a peek. We'll play along.
- Weapons status? - Weapons are on.
Tubes three and four are flooded, but outer doors are closed.
Mark this bearing.
You wanted to talk to him, Mr. Ryan? There he is. What do you want to say?
- Will he be the only one looking through the periscope? - Probably.
We'll have to chance that.
"US told you intend missile launch."
"Do not approach US coast or you will be attacked."
"If intention is other, will you discuss option?"
Can he acknowledge with a single ping?
Yeah, he can. The question is, will he?
Verify our range to target. One ping only.
Aye, Captain.
I'll be damned. Now what?
All right. "If defection..."
Chart. I need a chart.
OK. Where the hell are we? Someplace deep. Someplace deep...
Okay, send him this.
- Are you out of your mind? - Just send it.
Tell me one thing. How did you know he was going to go to starboard?
I didn't. I had a 50-50 chance and I needed a break. Sorry.
That's all right, Mr. Ryan. My Morse is so rusty...
I may be sending him dimensions on playmate of the month.
Reverify our range to target.
- One ping only. - Captain, I just...
Give me a ping, Vassily. One ping only, please.
Aye, Captain.
What the hell is this about?
The Russians want us to sink her. We might have to do that.
We must give this American a wide berth.
And let us turn south.
Mr. Kamarov, plot a new course due south.
New course: 180.
- Shut down the reactor. - Aye, sir.
- Seal the ventilation system. - The ventilation controls have failed.
Everybody out! Clear the compartment.
- Ventilation system, shut it down now. - They don't respond.
Bypass it. Seal it manually. Move!
Melekhin, say again.
Suffered a leak in the primary coolant tube...
so shut down the reactor, but the ventilation circuits have been disabled.
The coolant appears highly contaminated.
I knew there was damage when the caterpillar went down.
Captain, radiation alarms are activated in all compartments.
Engineering is heavily contaminated, and radiation's moving forward.
Get us to periscope depth. We'll ventilate with outside air.
Aye, Captain. Periscope depth.
Prepare to ventilate! Ventilating won't do anything. We've got to get them off.
- What is the battery condition? - Four hours. Six, if we're cautious.
Engage battery system.
Captain, we've got a level one radiation leak.
Every surface of this ship's contaminated.
We've got to get the men off.
Sir, we have been sabotaged.
- Who said anything about sabotage? - Captain!
Sir, I'm afraid the doctor's right.
Very well. Surface. We'll evacuate the men to the deck.
Captain. Surface the ship. Prepare to muster all personnel to escape hatches.
Break out the rafts. Lash them to the deck.
We'll use them as shelters until the fleet arrives.
- Make sure the count is accurate, Doctor. - We must get the entire crew out.
- Master at Arms reports rafts secure and evacuation proceeding. - Very good.
We'll rotate through the conn.
No officer will spend more than 20 minutes below deck.
Completely, Captain.
Surface contact: 270. Six miles and closing fast.
- It's a warship! - Here? Can you identify?
It's a frigate, U.S, probably, Perry class. He's signaling.
Red October, Red October, halt and stay where you are.
Do not attempt to submerge or you will be fired upon.
Captain, I think he means to board us.
You will go with the crew. The officers and I will submerge beneath you...
- and scuttle the ship. - You will receive the Order of Lenin for this, Captain.
Prepare to cast off. The captain is going to scuttle the ship.
- He's going down, sir. - Put a shot across his bow. Come right at 180.
Seahawk One, this is Bravo Command.
She's ready.
Seahawk One, release on my command.
Drop now...now...now.
Range to target 900 yards... 800 yards...
700 yards... 600 yards...
500 yards... 400 yards...
300 yards.
The torpedo is detonated.
Now, understand, Commander...
that torpedo did not self-destruct. You heard it hit the hull.
And I was never here.
- Contact Dallas. Give them the go. - Advise Dallas. Get the DSRV moving.
Two million things can still go wrong with this stunt.
Central Intelligence Agency... there's a contradiction in terms.
How's the coffee, Ryan?
Dallas, this is the Mystic. Request clearance to launch.
- Hatch is secured. - Life support, normal. Prelaunch checks complete.
- Flood the skirt. - Skirt filled and equalized.
- Ready to lift off. - Okay, let's do it.
Thrusting to port.
- 600 yards and closing. - Steer right to course 075.
200 yards... 100 yards.
Hit the lights.
Jesus! That's a big sucker.
- Okay, we're in position. - You can open the hatch.
Hold it a second. Jonesy... Mr. Ryan.
- He's defecting. - And he can't change his mind?
- He's not going to change his mind. - Will you bet your life on that?
- Sir, could you hand me that hammer? - Yeah.
Americans.
He's turning green.
There's our buckaroo.
What's so funny?
The captain thinks you're some sort of cowboy.
- You speak Russian. - A little.
It's wise to study the ways of one's adversary.
It is.
I doubt you'd remember, but we met once at the consulate in Leningrad.
Along with your wife. I'm very sorry.
What gives you the right to fire on my ship?
- Your signal said nothing of a torpedo. - Ryan.
It was necessary to maintain the illusion for your crew.
My crew are being rescued, yes?
As we speak.
- You sent the signal? - That's correct, sir.
Then how did you know our reactor accident was false?
That was a guess, but it seemed logical.
Very well.
I present to you the ballistic missile submarine Red October.
My officers and I request asylum in the United States of America.
It's a pleasure, sir. Bart Mancuso, USS Dallas.
Torpedo. The Americans are shooting at us again.
The pitch is too high. The torpedo's Russian.
What do you mean another torpedo? Where the hell did it come from?
Conn, Sonar. New contact. Sierra 4-1. Alfa class Soviet submarine.
Sonar, why don't I have a detonation?
The weapon enabled on the far side of the target.
It passed Red October before arming.
You had the wrong range. Fire again with the right setting and reload both tubes.
Get me power, and get that damn thing off my boat.
- I think somebody shot a torpedo at us. - No shit, Buckwheat. Get out of here.
The captain is fighting them.
Borodin, fire control.
- Ryan, sit here. - I'm not a naval officer. I'm with the CIA.
- CIA? - I'm not an agent. I just write books for the CIA.
Whatever. Sit down. And do exactly what I tell you.
DSRV's away. There's a Russian alfa 8,000 yards to starboard.
- Captain, I think it's the Konovalov. - Increase to flank.
- Increase to flank. How? - That knob. Turn right full.
- All ahead flank. Right full rudder. - He's shooting again, sir.
Put battle stations.
- Torpedo in the water. Bearing 315. - Make range 7,000 yards.
- Steer right 315. - That's heading into the torpedo.
- Estimate range 6,000 yards. - Steer right 315.
No, that's wrong! Ryan, don't turn that goddamn wheel.
315.
- You're heading straight for that torpedo. - Yes.
- Doing what? - He's turned into the torpedo's path.
- What? - Red October's turned directly into the torpedo's path, sir.
- Red October's turned directly into the torpedo's path, sir. - Mother of God!
Torpedo steady, bearing 315. Range: 5,000 yards.
- Melekhin, more speed. - Negative. We're already at 110%.
- Then give it run at 115%. - Estimate range: 3,000 yards. Closing awfully fast.
He's heading right at the torpedo.
What's he trying to do, kill himself?
We have a firing solution...
on the Russian alfa. Can we shoot back?
They didn't shoot at us. I can't attack a Soviet submarine without authorization.
Torpedo bearing steady at 315. Last range: 900 yards.
Torpedo impact: 20 seconds.
- What books? - Pardon me?
- What books did you write? - A biography on Admiral Halsey...
- called The Fighting Sailor, about naval combat tactics. - I know this book.
Your conclusions were all wrong, Ryan. Halsey acted stupidly.
Nine, eight, seven, six...
five, four, three, two...
Torpedo impact... now.
I'll be dammed.
- What happened? - Combat tactics, Mr. Ryan.
By turning into the torpedo,
the captain closed the distance before it could arm itself.
- So that's it? - Not quite.
Right now, Captain Tupolev is removing the safety features on all his weapons.
He won't make the same mistake twice.
- Vasily, have you plotted a solution yet? - It's a little rough, but I...
- Gunfire. - That's what it sounded like, sir.
- He won't change his mind, Mr. Ryan. - It's one of the crew.
Well, Whoever he is, I'd say he's having second thoughts.
I would like to have seen Montana.
Captain, he stumbled forward into the missile bay.
There's a silo hatch warning... port side, number 20.
- He can't launch a missile? - No, but he can blow one up.
Captain, take the conn. Fire control's blasted to hell.
Get in behind him and stay there.
Captain, wait.
You may need this, sir.
Thank you.
Don't just stand there, Ryan, go with him!
- You, you speak English? - Yes, sir.
get your butt over here.
Captain, torpedo broke off on impact.
Goddamn it! Set the safety ranges for zero now.
Captain, I can't go any faster.
We must get him before he gets to the ignition circuits.
What happens if he gets to that ignition circuitry?
He can incinerate the ship.
- That door is the only way out of here? - Yes.
- Don't let him get past you. - Ryan...
Be careful what you shoot at.
Most things in here don't react too well to bullets.
Right.
Be careful what I shoot at?
- Safety ranges set to zero. - Sonar, give me the bearing for Red October.
- She's taking positioned behind us. - Right full rudder. I'll shake the man loose.
- He's going deep. - 30 degree down angle.
All the countermeasures were over there, right? Very well.
Admiral, the alfa's too quick. It's only a matter of time on search.
"Ryan, some things in here don't react well to bullets..."
Yeah, like me. I don't react well to bullets.
- Where is he, Jonesy? - Close, sir.
- 900 meters, directly ahead. - Got him.
- Mark bearings and fire. - We are too close.
Don't argue with me. Do it now!
Another torpedo. It went active the moment it was launched.
- Left full rudder. Ease off on your bow planes. - I think he's got us.
Way to go, Dallas!
Torpedo is in acquisition. Range 500 yards and closing. You've done it, Thompson!
I hope this works. All right, chief, put us on the roof.
Countermeasure station, on my mark. 5, 4...
Release counter measures. Emergency blow. Full rise.
500 feet.
Come on, Big D. Fly!
That torpedo is still active. It's searching for another target, now.
A goddamn cook.
Torpedo is locked on us!
- How close is that Alfa, Jonesy? - 1,000 yards dead astern, going to port.
- Reverse your turn. - Aye,sir.
We're turning straight at him. Torpedo's still on our tail.
The hard part about playing chicken is knowing when to flinch.
Collision in 400 yards, 350, 300...
- Captain! - Right full rudder. 30 degree down angle.
This one's going to be close.
You arrogant ass, you've killed us.
We have ascertained the Red October's final position.
But...given the depth of the water and the spread of...
the wreckage spreads across a wide area...
it'll be some time before anything's recovered.
However, your people are interviewing...
the crew now and making arrangements for their return.
This has been a terrible tragedy, Mr. Ambassador.
And I can only stress hat if you'd come to us earlier, it might have been avoided.
- I appreciate your candor in the matter. - And I yours, Andrei.
Perhaps in the future...
the technology will be available for an investigation of the wreckage.
Perhaps.
- There is another matter, one that I'm reluctant to... - Please.
One of our submarines, an Alfa, was last reported in the area of the Grand Banks.
We've not heard from her for some time.
Andrei. You've lost another submarine?
All this way to hide a submarine in a river.
We're 100 miles from the nearest naval base...
for the last place that satellites will ever look.
I grew up around here.
My grandfather taught me to fish off that island over there.
There is one question you haven't asked me yet. Why?
Well, I figured you would tell me when you were ready.
Now, there are those who believe we should attack the United States first.
Settle everything in one moment. Red October was built for that purpose.
When the dust settles from this, there's going to be hell to pay in Moscow.
Maybe some good will come from it.
A little revolution now and then is a healthy thing, do you think?
- Do you still like to fish, Ryan? - Mmm.
There's a river, not unlike this one, near Vilnius...
where my grandfather taught me to fish.
"And the sea will grant each man new hope."
"As sleep brings dreams."
Christopher Columbus.
Welcome to the new world, sir.
1984年11月
戈巴契夫上臺前夕
一艘蘇聯颱風級潛艇
在大淺灘以南，浮上海面
潛艇後來…下沉深海
顯然是發生了輻射意外
部分船員獲救
但報導未經證實
蘇美兩國政府作出聲明
本片所描述的事故…
根本從沒發生
波利尼灣，蘇聯潛艇基地以北
摩爾曼斯克附近
今天早上很冷 艦長
很冷
嚴寒
是時候了 艦長
是時候了
的確是時候了
獵殺紅色十月
你這兒在幹什麼?
你應該在樓上睡覺
- 斯坦利不斷吵醒我 - 原來是這樣
- 你越來越重了 - 胡說
她最多只准喝兩杯水 聽兩個故事 傑克...
你快要錯過班機了
好的 寶貝 聽話
跟惠勒太太上樓睡覺去
這次商務旅行
我會給斯坦利買一個小弟弟 好嗎?
- 一言為定? - 一言為定
- 先生 有什麼吩咐嗎? - 沒有 謝謝你
睡一覺吧
時間會過得快一點
在飛機上睡不著覺 我討厭亂流
- 什麼? - 亂流
陽光照射地面
熱空氣上升 冷空氣下降
- 我不喜歡亂流 - 還是睡一睡吧
瑞恩博士
中央情報局
傑克 小夥子 進來吧
你很憔悴
謝謝你 司令
- 要咖啡嗎? - 好的
你一定不享受這次旅程
上次睡覺是什麼時候?
不知道 這表還是倫敦時間
- 加糖加奶 - 加糖加奶
卡洛琳好嗎?
上次見她還是在你爺爺家
她很好 她向你致以問候
- 莎莉呢? - 他很好
他有三歲了吧
五歲了 人小鬼大
她說
如果我們買一個小弟弟...
她就不會那麼寂寞
後來她叫我們
給斯坦利買個弟弟
- 誰是斯坦利? - 斯坦利是玩具熊
為什麼半夜趕乘飛機來這裡?
英國情報局兩天前獲得這些
紅十月號的照片
- 紅十月號是最新的颱風級潛艇 - 真他X的大
比同類颱風級潛艇長十二米 寬三米
- 艦長叫雷米斯 - 你調查過他?
我去年調查過他
他負責測試各級新型潛艇10年了
政治關係良好
大部分艦長都是由他一手訓練
蘇聯人叫他"維爾紐斯勒力"
"維爾紐斯校長"
- 這些是什麼門? - 這些門正是問題所在
我不知道那是什麼 英國人也不知道
也許我們在摩爾曼斯克的朋友會有點頭緒
如果你同意的話
我想請泰勒艦長看看這些圖片
你認識斯基普·泰勒嗎?
潛艇駕駛員?
後來遇上車禍 斷了腿
現在在軍校教書 當海軍顧問
- 哪一類機密? - 最高機密
瑪姬 十分鐘內為瑞恩博士準備好座駕
衛星今天早上在波利尼灣發現紅十月號
達拉斯號，洛杉磯級攻擊潛艇
波利尼灣西北一百哩
- 你聽到了嗎? - 沒有
博蒙特 以前我們會一邊睡覺一邊監聽
現在聽到了嗎?
等一等 這聲音...
- 被水面的雜聲蓋過了? - 是的
- 用分析儀? - 對 博蒙特
使用信號分析系統
一星期後 你就可以在學院任教
像貝多芬一樣
你用電腦創作生物樂章
- 什麼? - 鯨魚的聲音 博蒙特
鯨魚比你更熟悉聲納
關閉分析儀 轉到269方位再聽一次
如果他再煩你的話 和他談談帕瓦羅蒂
我們沒空聊海洋故事
我正在教博蒙特現代聲納的知識
我不是大副 我是森林女王
告訴我吧 快 告訴我
好了 你說吧
水兵鐘斯是個超級音樂迷
他把潛艇當作私人音樂廳
- 他有帕瓦羅蒂的唱片... - 是帕格尼尼
- 什麼? - 是帕格尼尼
拜託 這是我在講故事
帕瓦羅蒂是男高音 帕格尼尼是作曲家
好 他正在用耳機聽音樂
正偷著樂呢
後來出事了
聖地牙哥一整隊軍艦
還有珍珠港一艘軍艦
他們突然聽到...
- 帕瓦羅蒂 - 帕瓦羅蒂的歌聲
鐘斯...
- 我要做什麼? - 讓我來
指揮室 聲納報告
方位097發現目標 指定呼叫是S- 35
我是艦長 發現了什麼 鐘斯?
正在判別 可能是潛艇
聲音從遠處傳來
我相信是巨獸出籠了
可能是波利尼灣的導彈潛艇
好的 開始追蹤 我馬上來
遵命
艦長 是時候啟閱命令了
那位政治委員已經進了艦長室
好
你留在指揮室
- 你在幹什麼? - 監督全體船員的安定性
所以侵犯我的隱私權?
在蘇聯 私隱權並不重要
私隱權經常與集體利益相抵觸
"看 我像賊一樣來臨"
"他們聚集在一起
在一個稱為善惡決戰場的地方"
"第七位天使把碗倒在空中
天堂傳來一個聲音..."
"成了"
你肩負重任 怎能聽信末世預言
這是什麼? "我是摧毀世界的死亡使者"
一位美國人引述的這段印度古文
- 美國人? - 他發明了原子彈
後來被指為共產黨員
你在這些句子下面劃線 寫字
不是
這是我妻子的遺物 我留作紀念
對不起 艦長 尊夫人很漂亮
她的去世令人惋惜
我只不過是履行職責
克格勃派了多少特工到我的艇上?
- 你的艇 艦長? - 是的
這艘潛艇屬於蘇聯人民
如果艇上有克格勃或者情報局的特工
我也不知情
啟讀命令吧 艦長
好的 同志
紅旗北軍潛艇部隊
我們向北方 座標54-90進發
與雅夫級潛艇科諾瓦洛夫號會合
圖波列夫的艇
你認識圖波列夫?
我知道他是上層人物
也是你的門生
據說他特別敬重你
圖波列夫只會敬重他自己
會合後 兩艘潛艇一起演習
圖波列夫獵殺我們的潛艇
我們測試履帶式推進器
然後在本月十六日返回波利尼灣
艦長 這是一個歷史時刻
我有一個請求
- 在提出請求前... - 我知道這不合規矩
但請讓我
向船員公佈任務
我要去一個地方 你不能同行
彼得羅夫醫生 立刻來艦長室
這裡發生了意外
4號碼頭 美軍船塢，馬里蘭州
接著!
下面沒有支船架 快點動手
別那麼固執 上來幫我吧
瑞恩 誰讓你進來的?
他們叫你來砌模型?
該死的 叫他慢下來
這不是模型 這是深潛救助艇
我知道這是什麼 我原來見過一艘
你拿它來做什麼?
改裝入塢設計
它可以配合各國潛艇
在24小時內趕到世界每個角落
- 你的背沒事吧? - 沒事 有沒有時間?
比常規的颱風級潛艇更大 這些是什麼門?
你真細心
它們比魚雷發射管大
用來發射洲際彈道導彈?
是的 你想問什麼?
它們是對稱的 排在艦軸兩邊
拖曳線陣列聲納呢?
肯定不是 太靠近螺旋槳了
怎麼會...
這可能是履帶
什麼?
履帶驅動 磁性壓水式推進器
- 明白嗎? - 不明白
它就像水中的噴射引擎
靠向後的反沖推進
沒有運動部件 所以非常的安靜
有多安靜?
我們的聲納絕對發現不了它
聽起來像是鯨魚遊動
或是地殼震動
一點也不像潛艇
我們數年前研製這種潛艇
但未成功
他們成功了?
這不是個模型吧?
它今早出海了
十二歲時 我幫爸爸建造防空洞
因為有人打算向佛羅里達州發射導彈
這東西能向華盛頓和紐約 發射二百枚導彈
而且神不知鬼不覺
- 艦長 你沒事吧? - 沒事
被地上的茶水滑了一跤 竟然斷送生命
你不必自責 艦長 這是個意外
回基地後你的心情自然會平復
- 平復? - 嗯 回基地後 艦長
我們不能沒有政治委員
醫生 這是艘蘇聯戰艦
而我是個資深艦長
我們不能為這意外撤銷任務
水兵 過來 過來
- 你叫什麼名字? - 副廚師洛吉諾夫
好 你和醫生來當見證人
我要解除政治委員的導彈鑰匙
並由我來保管
艦長 我認為這得請示紅旗艦隊總司令
這恐怕不行 醫生
我們必須保持無線電靜默
- 你可以走了 - 這樣不太好 艦長
發出兩條鑰匙
就是為了避免...
- 避免什麼? - 避免一人控制導彈
也許我應該控制鑰匙
謝謝你 醫生 你可以走了
我將會發佈指令 到時候你就會明白
彼得羅夫 我不會向中央報告你的言論
謝謝 艦長
在方位310 速度12節 距離20000碼
- 有沒有資料? - 電腦正在分析
雙螺旋槳 像是颱風級潛艇
蘇聯颱風級潛艇首次記錄
是艘新型潛艇 艦長
湯姆 最近幾天總部有沒有新消息?
沒有新的潛艇記錄
- 電腦記錄了多少颱風級潛艇? - 6艘
好的 稱它為"颱風七號"
靠近點開始監聽
遵命 長官
它會聽到我們嗎?
潛艇有聽覺盲點 博蒙特
他們聽不見螺旋槳背後的聲音
聲納有新發現嗎?
沒有新發現 艦長
海面有沒有發現船隻 鮑羅丁?
沒有任何目標
好 我要向船員說明任務
同志們 我是艦長
我感到很榮幸
我們駕駛祖國最先進的潛艇
作首次航行
我們將再玩一個危險遊戲
跟我們的老對手美國海軍 一較高下
四十年來 你們的父親和兄長
一直跟他們周旋
但現在情況轉變了 我們佔有優勢
我想起我們昔日的人造地球衛星和尤裡·加加林
我們的火箭令世界震驚
我們的無聲潛艇 也會令世界震驚
- 命令:以無聲推進系統潛航 - 是 艦長
- 水櫃控制 開啟外門 - 外門開啟
潛水官 關閉主引擎 使用履帶推進
正在開門 艦長
同志們 我們的艦隊也不知道我們的威力
他們想盡一切辦法測試我們
他們最終只會自慚形穢
我們將撇下其他艦隻
無聲無息地穿過美國艦隊的巡邏 穿過他們的聲納網
進入各大城市 一邊聽美國搖滾樂
一邊進行導彈演習
他們最終只會聽到我們的笑聲
然後我們駛到哈瓦那迎接陽光和友誼
冷卻系統已經啟動
同志們 今天是大日子 我們締造歷史
啟動履帶式推進器
履帶式推進器已啟動 艦長
- 發生了什麼事? - 不知道
左滿舵
領航員 新航向: 250度
好的 新航向: 250
聲納發現目標 左舷不遠處
- 美國洛杉磯級潛艇 - 美國潛艇! 艦長 我們...
航向: 310
美軍在跟蹤我們?
不是 他們保持原來的航向
- 他們繼續駛向西北方 - 他們聽不多我們
會不會聽見歌聲?
讓他們唱吧
你說什麼? 檢查儀器
正在運行診斷程式 艦長
聲納工作正常 蘇聯人消失了
聽到1分鐘 位於堅守4000碼外 然後就消失了
- 我好像聽到... - 聽到什麼?
我好像聽到歌聲
- 歌聲? - 是的
莫斯科 紅旗艦隊指揮部
早上好 長官
早上好 長官 昨晚睡得好嗎
今早有點冷
瑪律科·雷米斯寄了封信來
瑪律科!
喂
我是瑞恩博士
- 發生什麼事了? - 不再是學術研究那麼簡單
我找到了那些門的資料
你知道它們是什麼嗎?
- 無聲推進系統 - 你怎麼知道的?
我們的潛艇曾經發現它
但它消失了
這還不止 看看吧
- 有證件嗎? - 真是難以置信
基洛夫級 斯維爾德洛夫級 基輔級 明斯克級
他們出動了整支艦隊
看來是這樣的
- 我們去哪裡? - 向傑佛瑞彙報情況
他是國防顧問
大部分參謀長都來了
- 誰作彙報? - 你
文員已經給你準備好了幻燈片
你只需...
沒有人比你更瞭解這件事
結合現有的資料 向他介紹這艘潛艇
他會單刀直入地發問 你實話實說
談談你的想法
先生們 在過去二十四小時
蘇聯海軍有不尋常的舉動
這艘初次啟航的潛艇被命名為"紅十月號"
為了紀念1917年十月革命
它是颱風級潛艇的變體 有650英尺長
排水量是三萬二千噸
跟二次大戰的航空母艦相等
艦首和艦尾的這些門後面...
...是獨特的推進系統
磁性壓水式推進器 又名履帶式推進器
所以潛艇可以無聲無息地航行
艦長是最受敬重的
資深指揮官 他叫雷米斯...
有沒有他的照片?
它可以避開戰艦的追蹤
達拉斯號今早嘗試跟蹤紅十月號
如果這推進器真的能無聲運作
紅十月號就可以無視大西洋的警戒網
這潛艇會不會是"先發制人武器"
有這個可能
它可以偷偷地接近對手
發射核彈頭
它是用來開戰的
說下去 瑞恩先生
紅十月號突然失蹤
與此同時
波利尼灣列寧格勒和地中海出動艦隻
58艘核潛艇正駛向大西洋
今天下午
衛星發現波利尼灣的戰艦發出熱能
表明 基洛夫級 明斯克級
和其它20艘巡洋艦和驅逐艦即?齪?
蘇聯海面艦隊大舉出動
格里爾上將 你有什麼結論
現在沒有足夠的資料來作出結論
太平洋沒有軍艦
他們可能只是演習
可能不是演習
他們可能想挑戰北約
我還有些非常敏感的資訊
絕對不能公開
在啟航前
雷米斯去信給巴度甯上將
他是紅旗艦隊指揮部的主席
她的叔叔
- 誰的叔叔? - 雷米斯妻子的叔叔
巴度甯是她叔叔
信的內容還不清楚
但是巴度甯立刻和查甯戈總理開會
數分鐘後 蘇聯海軍開始追尋紅十月號
目的是擊沉它
- 擊沉它? - 他們要對付的是一個瘋子
如果它駛入海岸範圍五百英里 我們只有兩分鐘時間作準備
- 今天是23號 是吧? - 什麼?
- 今天是23號嗎? - 是的
你個XX的!
你有什麼高見 瑞恩博士?
我們可以考慮另一種可能性
雷米斯可能想叛變
- 那麼你的建議是? - 說下去
雷米斯負責訓練軍官
他可以挑選忠於自己的下屬
他不是俄國人 他生於立陶宛
由當漁夫的?娓複?
他沒有孩子 沒有家累
今天是他妻子首個忌日
別瞎猜 你只是個分析員 你怎麼知道?
我認識雷米斯
他是潛艇艦隊的傳奇人物
他敢於挑戰政黨
我在外交宴會見過他
將軍 你認識雷米斯嗎?
霍利斯上將
雷米斯何時到達導彈發射地點?
- 四天后 - 好的 我會向總統彙報
瑞恩博士 請留步
我叫你實話實說 但這次...
你令將軍難以下臺
- 我無意冒犯他 - 這我知道
他當眾奚落你 然後你回擊他
我認為他應有此報
我是政客 政客會說謊使詐
這一刻在吻嬰孩 轉過臉就搶棒棒糖
但政客會靈活地聽取意見
現在假設你說得對
這個蘇聯人想叛變 我們該做什麼?
- 我們奪取潛艇 - 等等
這不是一個迷途的米格戰機飛行員
我們談論的是價值數十億美元的蘇聯國家財產
蘇聯肯定會追回的
派人登上潛艇調查他們
編個藉口... 進行"海岸例行檢查"
從何著手?
通知大西洋艦隊的指揮官
如果蘇軍窺聽到我們的命令
這遊戲就結束了
我們要制定策略幫助他們
準備隨時介入 調停這場風波
最後 派人接觸雷米斯
找出他的動機
好 你何時出發?
等等
將軍說得對 我只是局外人 我是個分析員而已
你是最佳人選 我不能差遣他們
第一 他們不會相信 他們不會憑直覺行事
- 而你... - 可以被犧牲
差不多
在三天之內證實你的理論
否則我們要消滅雷米斯 明白嗎
座標5490 蘇聯潛艇卡華洛夫號
由杜普夫艦長指揮
豈有此理
雙引擎三分之二全速前進
- 發生什麼事了? - 關閉艙蓋 三分之二速度下潛
左轉至方位205
命令是七小時前發佈的 呆在底下
像個頭腦混亂的小孩
- 艦長 - 超速前進
問下工程師反應堆能否推動至105%
七小時了 整支艦隊在追捕他
到達900米深
艦長 工程師說反應堆可推動至105% 但不建議這樣
推動至百分之一百零五
- 什麼事? 我們去哪裡? - 去殺一個朋友
我們去殺雷米斯
從沒在艦上喝過這麼難喝的羅宋湯
我太太對待應說 這廚子在阿富汗學烹飪?
然後我們去看芭蕾舞 去?茨俏幌竇男攣枵?
那位新舞蹈員真是漂亮 她嫁給工廠經理...
醫生 有沒有最新的輻射測驗資料
現在要?
是的
上一次測驗的資料也拿來吧 作個對比
謝謝你 醫生
他不會這麼快回來
在開始前 我想瞭解普金的死因
- 他不是真的滑倒吧 - 我不喜歡你這樣的語氣
我們在這兒
身處險境
普金會帶來麻煩
你以為他會袖手旁觀 成全我們?
他被謀殺?
- 老天 - 別發牢騷
他就是被謀殺的 他是個混蛋
- 但我們應該一起做決定 - 你不是指揮官
如果真相敗露 船員會叛變
艇上每一件事都會影響我們
糾察長已經起了疑心
- 現在還可以回去... - 絕不能回頭
啟航前 我給巴度甯上將寄了封信
我在信內宣佈了叛變計畫
我的天 為什麼?
到達新世界後 科特茲燒掉所有船
- 手下只好跟他一起奮鬥 - 你把我們置之死地
- 巴多甯上將會派整支艦隊來 - 他們會追捕我們
沒有人會來找我們 住口吧
把潛艇交給美國是不夠的
你還要發表政治宣言
背後隱藏著什麼心態? 為何不能靜靜地溜走?
- 是虛榮心作崇吧? - 我們為著不同的原因叛變 維克多
收到這潛艇的藍圖後 我開始思變
這潛艇本來只有一個用途 我改變它的用途...
我會負上全責
安納托利 你害怕我們的艦隊 你應該害怕
我相信 我們有三分一的勝算
要茶嗎?
不要了?
你們可以回崗位了
聽到艦長的命令吧 散會
艦長
我不會在他們面前反駁你
但這次維克多說得對
- 不通知莫斯科會比較好 - 瓦西裡
莫斯科不足為患 蘇聯海軍也不難對付
我瞭解他們的戰略 我有優勢
美國人才叫人擔心
遇上適當的對手才會成功
如果對方性急魯莽...
有亂流 你不喜歡坐飛機?
這不算是什麼 5個月前的亂流那才厲害
嘔吐更是不在話下 我們在日本海遇上雹暴
機師吐在擋風玻璃上
我往無線電吐
一切傾囊而出
那是次重量級嘔吐
要不要吃一點?
下次我會把你的高見記在備忘錄中
企業號 北大西洋艦隊 新斯科舍以東
- 長官 - 你可以走了 中尉
- 鷹眼那班機怎麼樣了? - 遇上了強風
- 那還不算太差 - 這位先生想見你
查理 你說什麼?
司令說 穿軍服才不會惹人注意
- 你是司令的下屬? - 是的 長官
告訴我 到底發生了什麼事
艦長 你有時間嗎? 有個東西你應該去看看
- 你去喝點咖啡 叫他們給我送茶來 - 好的 艦長
艦長要一杯茶
颱風七號消失後 我聽到歌聲...
我聽到很微弱的背景聲
等其它潛艇離開後 我錄下這些聲音
用電腦過濾聲帶 剩下這聲音
電腦認為 這是"岩漿移位"的聲音
這套軟體本來是用來探測地震的
所以 它用地震來解釋陌生的音調
- 我不知道你想說什麼 - 對不起
以十倍速度再聽聽
- 這一定是人為的聲音 - 對
首次發現目標是9時15分 方位269
9時30分的時候 它在這裡
在11時和11時15分又在這兩點發現它
蘇聯潛艇可以高速駛過
雷克雅內斯海脊
因為他們掌握了海底懸崖的地勢
他們有"紅航線一號"
- 海底懸崖的入口是托爾雙峰 - 是的
看看這個
- 直驅"紅航線一號" - 艦長
我可能瘋了 但我打賭
這是艘新型蘇聯潛艇
它駛向冰島海岸
恕我直言 鐘斯
你不信任價值四千萬的電腦說是地震
你要另找答案
- 是的 - 別緊張 我相信你
湯米 計畫航線 趕去"紅航線一號"
進了海底峽谷就無法找到他們
我們先移動到潛望鏡深度 但最好先通知總部
遵命 艦長
等等 鐘斯
如果我們能靠近它 你可以追蹤它嗎?
是的 我聽過它的聲音 它逃不掉的
- 繼續工作 - 遵命 長官
真是荒天下之大謬
整艘潛艇全體成員都想叛變?
就算只是軍官叛變 我也不相信
- 他有什麼計畫? - 計畫?
蘇聯人連上廁所也會預先計畫
高級軍官
不會貿然冒險
- 他將要做什麼 直接駛往紐約?
- 可能就這麼簡單
在中情局紙上談兵當然簡單
在北大西洋面對整隊蘇聯戰艦 那就複雜了
- 抽煙嗎? - 不 謝謝
"海岸例行檢查"是行不通的
我們必須要徹底研究整艘潛艇
這可能需要幾個月
- 那我們就扣押潛艇 - 船員怎麼處置？
不願叛變的人會回去告發我們
- 你打算殺了他們? - 我們不是在打仗
我們要想辦法不讓他們知道
我們得到了潛艇
不能讓蘇聯知道我們得到了潛艇
否則說什麼也沒用 對嗎?
是 長官 我明白你的意思
- 你上次睡覺是什麼時候? - 很久之前了
- 外面的長官會為你打點一切 - 謝謝你 長官
艦長
天快亮了 我們在戰鬥情報中心
- 我們要面對種種危機 - 是的
- 你認為他瘋了? - 瘋得可以
我不想見到他穿軍服
看到那戒指嗎? 72年畢業 他是海軍陸戰隊成員
不會吧...
格里爾告訴我 三年級時 他在直升機上遇上意外
很慘 機師和隊員都死了
他花了十個月接受牽引治療 花了一年學走路
第四年 是在醫院念的
你可以考慮給他一次機會
反正蘇聯人會先找到那潛艇
- 正在穿越托爾雙峰 - 很好
- 穿越托爾雙峰 - 很好 開始進入航道
- 拐彎時通知我 - 好的 艦長
- 卡馬婁夫 開始進入航道 - 遵命 長官
開始第一階段 航向: 260 速度: 18節
深度: 270米
五 四 三 二 一
開始
下潛命令 航向: 260 速度: 18節
給我碼錶和地圖 我能駕駛沒有窗的飛機
如果地圖夠準確的話
我們進了航道 接近首個彎口
三十秒後左轉到方位195
上升到200米 保持速度
艦長 我們正在接近首個彎口 25秒後轉到方位195
加速至26節 重新計算
遵命 艦長
領航員 以26節的速度重新計算
準備拐彎 五 四 三...
二 一 開始
左轉到方位195 提升艦首
航向195 保持時速26節
- 卡馬婁夫先生? - 下一階段
八分四十秒後 右轉到方位240
很好 保持航線和速度
太快了 瓦西裡
該用什麼速度 圖表寫得很清楚
- 這艘船會捱不住的 - 說話小心點 斯萊文先生
十五秒後轉向 要減速嗎?
不 準備右轉
八 七 六 五 四...
三 二 一 開始
艦首俯傾15度 右轉到240 快
我們位置正確 下一階段 34分鐘後 抵達海王山丘
航向: 240
- 發生什麼事? - 冷卻系統故障
磁石無法降溫 履帶溫度高出了50度
- 如果不關掉它 它會熔化 - 關掉它吧
- 艦長 - 發生了什麼事?
- 冷卻系統故障 - 反應堆有損壞嗎?
- 反應堆自動急停 - 核心是否有損壞?
- 有沒有輻射洩漏 - 暫時還不知道
- 修復需要多長時間? - 先要找出原因
艦長 我們必須停下來 修理履帶系統
- 那就用普通推進系統航行 - 艦長 我們會發出聲音
時速改為20節 啟動螺旋槳
- 是 艦長 - 他會把我們害死
艦長自有分寸
海軍行動? 我不瞭解這些事
- 我沒當過海員 - 大使先生
貴國在北大西洋 有一百艘軍艦
貴國的戰機 拋下無數聲納浮標
你可以踏著浮標 從格陵蘭走到蘇格蘭
我們要試一下嗎?
你的表達總是很有技巧
軍事演習可能是戰爭的前奏
你怎能分辨虛實?
我們必須派船去監視你們
你的政府可能會起了戒心...
雙方的船艦和戰機太過接近
本來就危險 戰爭就是這樣
我們遺失了一艘潛艇
- 遺失? - 它可能沉沒了...
說起來很尷尬
船上的軍官 都是高幹子弟
其中一位甚至是中央委員的兒子
- 你們正在進行拯救行動? - 是的
真遺憾 需要我們幫忙嗎?
- 我覺得... - 進行聯合援救?
非常感謝
我會傳達你的好意
但這次 我們暫時不需要幫忙
熊狐步號 蘇聯反核潛艇戰機
冰島以南
艦長
我們根據你的意思制定戰略 艦隊會找到我們
艦長 聲納在低空發現一架多引擎螺旋槳飛機
啟動傳聲器
正在接近 水面有小物件
- 聲納浮標 - 戰鬥崗位
戰鬥崗位!
還有多久到達海王山丘?
- 多久? - 4分10秒
- 要下潛嗎? - 太遲了
沒時間了 計算參數 準備魚雷散射
這裡是電腦導航 請求發射許可
允許發射
魚雷發射
- 高速螺旋槳 水裡有魚雷 - 密切注視
是實彈魚雷
- 魚雷已經鎖定目標 - 發射反魚雷
發射反魚雷 遵命 長官
我們在正確的航線上
- 何時到達下一個彎角? - 2分9秒
我們沒有空間進行機動
閉嘴
魚雷接近反魚雷 失去目標
接近山丘
魚雷再次鎖定目標
- 報告情況 - 30秒後在山丘拐彎
- 魚雷命中時間? - 35秒
- 超速前進 - 超速前進
魚雷40秒 35秒後命中目標
30秒
接近山丘彎角 七 六...
五 四...
三 二 一 開始
魚雷25秒後命中
- 艦長 要轉向了 - 等一會兒
延遲了八秒 九秒 十秒
11秒 12 13 14... 延遲15秒
艦長 我們嚴重偏離正常位置
魚雷15秒後命中
發出警告
- 我們偏離了航線 - 你退下崗位
鮑羅丁
右滿舵 右引擎反轉
魚雷命中時間: 12秒
- 領航員 報告度數 - 偏離了十六度
- 他們向我們開火! - 冷靜點 小夥子
如果他們真的開火 我們早就死了
我知道履帶出了什麼問題
緩衝器被破壞
履帶遲早會負荷過重
你說什麼?
有人知道如何弄壞履帶而不被輕易發現
艇上有內奸
不會是軍官 軍官不會等到啟航後才動手
這一定是水兵幹的
翻查普金的檔案 調查海員身分
我們可能要提早遣散水兵
"蘇聯人連上廁所 也會預先計畫"
等等
他已經有辦法趕走船員了
我們只需猜想他下一步要幹什麼
如何趕走艇員
船員要有離艇的意圖
船員為什麼想離開潛艇?
船員為什麼想離開核潛艇...
- 我知道他會怎樣趕走船員 - 我很忙 傑克
揚基一號進入緊急狀態
揚基一號 方位270 速度低速 完畢
揚基一號 再說一遍
熊狐步號太接近部隊
它和一架F14戰機相撞
戰機損傷 他們引導它返回母艦
- 忙碌的早晨 - 嗯
昨晚蘇聯戰艦在東邊港口戒備
我們在這裡
新澤西艦隊趕到海岸
蘇軍出動攻擊型潛艇
和海面艦隊
- 火力強大 - 對於一支救援隊的話 是的
還有一件怪事
他們不關心聲納探測結果
什麼意思?
以30節的速度航行
他們的聲音大過我女兒的音響 居然聽不到
- 他們不是尋找雷米斯 他們驅趕他
- 驅趕他到哪裡?
趕到敵人的地盤
這艦長的確會去美國
他將會在抵岸前身亡
他的僚機要求准許發炮
若有人輕舉妄動 我們會捲入大戰
- 水溫太低 不能彈射 - 嘗試登上甲板
- 這是什麼潛艇? - 巴特·曼庫索的潛艇
他正趕去紅航線一號
他的電腦發現"岩漿移位"
岩漿移位? 那不是地震學的問題嗎?
應該是的 怎麼了
- 可否讓我登上達拉斯號? - 去幹什麼?
曼庫索找到紅十月號
他什麼都沒找到 他只是在等待
長官
無聲推進系統經常被誤認為...
只能坐直升機去達拉斯號
直升機可沒有這麼多燃料
救援揚基一號的部隊準備好了
提升左翼
禁止著陸!
座艙彈射!
這件事 會一發不可收拾
燃料倒是夠
不過達拉斯號可能會離開原地點
我們正在嘗試聯繫它
如果它下潛了 如果你要跳傘
如果要跳傘 記得拿求生裝備
- 這種水溫 你只能堅持四分鐘
- 我會記住的 下次記在備忘錄上算了
- 船長睡了? - 是的
- 他怎麼樣 - 他不願離開
我見過美人魚
還見過鯊魚吃八爪魚
但沒見過鬼魅一般的蘇聯潛艇
我們會探測情況
緩衝板會按正常程式進行清理
在數分鐘後轉向
履帶推進系統恢復正常工作
內奸的事令船員人心惶惶
可以在適當時機利用這心態
十六小時後 會到達拉布拉多海岸
那裡太冷 船員會凍死
四十八小時後 到麻塞諸塞或緬因州
兩天
他們會不會讓我住在蒙大拿州?
你想住哪裡都可以
好 我會住在蒙大拿州
娶一個肥胖的美國妻子 養兔子
她會為我做飯
我會買一輛小貨車
可能還會買一輛旅行車
開著旅行車穿州過省
- 可以這樣做? - 是的
- 不必申請? - 無須申請 穿州過省
好 開始轉向
冬天住在亞利桑那州
- 我需要兩個妻子 - 至少兩個
- 目標可能想轉向 - 是的 方位變了
- 指揮室 瘋狂伊凡! - 停車 保持安靜
發生了什麼 鐘斯?
蘇聯潛艇會突然急轉 以探查自己是否被跟蹤
我們稱之為"瘋狂伊凡"
我們要關掉所有機器
銷聲匿跡
- 還有什麼問題? - 大船不能一下子停下來
如果我們太近 會被捲進它的船尾
你呢 有什麼心願?
我再沒有這種心情
看看他們能否能聽見我們
一定還有事情想做
你想做什麼?
我懷念小時候
寧靜地釣魚的日子
四十年來 我一直航海 海上的戰爭
一場沒有戰役的戰爭 沒有紀念碑
只有死傷者
妻子在結婚當日 變成寡婦
她去世的時候 我還在船上
找人看守輪機艙
弄壞履帶的人 會做出更嚴重的破壞
鐘斯 他在那裡?
目標在我們右舷
他想回到原來的路線
- 他回到航線210 - 他環繞我們
等三十秒 然後取消靜航
我們收到訊息
- 謝謝 - 不用謝 長官
是什麼?
你絕對不相信
我們要及早返航
達拉斯號沒收到信息
- 我們要返航 - 再等一會兒
不行 燃料快不夠了
等等 你們沒有後備燃料嗎?
我有十分鐘後備燃料
但只有作戰時才可動用
如果你不讓我上潛艇 戰爭會爆發
如果有燃料 我們再等十分鐘吧
東邊兩英里處發現潛艇
好 給他戴上工具
好的 我們把你放到潛艇下面去
希望這東西能把煙當作燃料
浮上海面 這傢伙要吃苦了
好了 坐下來
- 有經驗嗎? - 試過一次 當時風平浪靜
直升機無法穩定地飛行
拿著這棒 以防電擊
旋翼的靜電 能點亮芝加哥城
我預備了潛水夫 他可能會墜海
對 這瘋子想玩命!
如果我要把你帶上來 我會搖繩子和豎起大拇指
兩手交叉 記住了嗎?
好的 出發吧
乘客出來了 在半空中往前蕩
好的 勾著他的繩
注意 別碰他 他來了
風太大了 我看不見他
別碰他
- 行不通 - 拉他回來吧
托尼 他怎麼了...
達拉斯號 有沒有準備潛水夫?
有人在左舷墜海 派出潛水夫
好的 達拉斯號 我們要走了
救下麵那位博士 我去逃生艙
拿梯子來 打開艙蓋
你好 艦長 我很高興能上艦
我要跟總統說話
好的 請問為何事?
看來我們先前的報告不太準確
我們的潛艇沒有失蹤
該艘潛艇由瑪律科·雷米斯指揮
他陷入精神崩潰的狀態
在出發前 他寄信給巴度甯上將
他宣稱 想向美國...
發射導彈
上次為什麼不告訴我?
莫斯科不會
告訴我所有事情
你們的潛艇艦長瘋了? 你要我們怎麼做?
需要你們幫個忙
本來是個營救行動 現在你讓我們幫你除掉他
我奉命來請貴國總統幫忙
我們已經找到他 但我們要為你停下來
- 喝杯咖啡 還是抽支煙? - 我不抽煙
假設我們找到他 然後怎麼辦?
艦長 通訊室報告 收到緊急訊號
好的 翻譯它
瑞恩先生
- 大副 讓我們單獨談談 - 雷納德 過來
我們在追蹤紅十月號
艦長是瑪律科·雷米斯
他和艇上部分軍官
可能想叛變
叛變?
對不起
- 那潛艇叫紅十月號? - 對
- 艦長是雷米斯? - 對
看來形勢轉變了 瑞恩
- 給他幹衣服 我在指揮台等他 - 遵命 艦長
"蘇軍潛艇紅十月號艦長
瑪律科·雷米斯
可能叛變 準備擅自發射導彈"
"你有權採取任何行動
防止它接近美國海岸"
左轉10度 航向265
艙內亮紅色燈
- 什麼事? - 已部署好戰鬥崗位
很好
艦長 我要跟你談談
現在不行 潛至一千二百英尺 俯傾20度
潛水官 潛至一千二百英尺 俯傾20度
全速下潛
450英尺 潛至1200英尺
500英尺
600英尺
700英尺
- 一切順利? - 是的 艦長
- 鐘斯 發現他了嗎? - 很微弱 艦長 正在監聽
250方位 發現颱風七號 在我們預想的位置
- 他有否發覺我們? - 沒有
左轉到265 溜到他們背後
再下潛五百英尺
艦長 讓我說兩分鐘
- 導航 何時能進入它的航道? - 四分鐘後
好吧 給你兩分鐘 瑞恩
那些指示很合理 但實情是...
雷米斯想叛變
所以蘇軍一直想擊沉他
- 但他們無能為力 - 發炮程式準備好了
很好
艦長 聽我說
蘇軍想要不惜一切代價阻止雷米斯叛變
所以他們騙我們說他瘋了
想讓我們擊沉他
啟動保安系統 我不想魚雷反過來對付我們
艦長 我認識這個人
他有沒有做"瘋狂伊凡"?
- 那有什麼關係 - 下一次是右轉
因為過了三十分 他總會右轉
調整1號2號魚雷管 準備發炮
艦長 設法跟他聯絡吧
他想叛變!
叫沃森拿槍到指揮室來
聲納訊號轉變 目標方位變化
目標可能在移動
瘋狂伊凡
艦長 他轉過來了
- 他向哪邊轉? - 右轉
給他個機會
- 全速後退 - 艦長 再說一遍
- 全速後退! - 是 長官
- 水裡形成空洞 他會聽見我們 - 停車
我們暴露了行蹤
開啟外門 準備開火
只要他有任何異動 我會立刻發炮
停車 回舵到0度
能否辨認對方?
美國洛杉磯級潛艇 方位: 015 距離: 300米
艦長 暫態金屬聲
他可能想打開魚雷蓋
外門開啟了 準備開火
好 我的命令很明確
他開了外門 準備開火
調整3號4號魚雷管 準備開火
要不要打開魚雷蓋?
- 艦長 要開啟外門嗎? - 不
用電腦記下發炮程式
千萬不要開門
是 艦長 向電腦輸入發炮程式
- 目標準備了魚雷管 - 他有沒有開外門?
沒有 他按兵不動 等等
- 目標在往上浮升 - 那是什麼意思?
這位蘇聯人很聰明
他知道我們已經準備好發炮
他不想煽動我們發炮
他上浮至潛望鏡深度觀察情況
- 他在什麼方位? - 270 向著西面
- 我們靠近他 - 遵命
聲納有其他發現嗎
只有颱風七號 方位195
- 很好 火控室 與目標的距離? - 距離300碼
上升至六十五英尺
他想浮上去看個清楚 我們奉陪
- 武器情況如何? - 準備好了
3號和4號魚雷準備好了 但外門未開啟
記錄此位置
你想跟他談話嗎? 他在這兒 你想說什麼?
- 是他在看潛望鏡嗎? - 可能是吧
我要冒險一試
"聽說閣下想發射導彈"
"別接近美國海岸線 否則我們會進攻"
"如果另有意圖 可否一起商議"
他可否以一下聲響示意?
可以 但他會答覆嗎?
表明目標距離 響一聲
是 艦長
是真的 現在怎樣?
好 "如要叛變"
我要一張航海圖
我們在哪裡? 一個水深的地方...
勞倫深淵
好 發出這訊息
- 你瘋了嗎? - 只管照著發吧
告訴我 你怎知道他會右轉
我不知道 我想碰碰運氣來打斷你 對不起
不要緊 很久沒使用摩斯密碼...
我可能發出了美女三圍數字
再次表明目標距離
- 只響一聲 - 艦長 我剛...
請再發出一聲聲響 瓦西裡 只響一聲
是 艦長
這是什麼意思?
蘇聯人希望我們擊沉它 我們可能真的要這麼做了
我們要給美國人一點迴旋餘地
轉向南邊
勞倫深淵
卡馬婁夫先生 計畫航線 往南走
新航向: 180
大淺灘 勞倫深淵以北 二十小時後
- 關閉反應堆 - 遵命 長官
- 封閉通風系統 - 通風系統失控
所有人離開船艙
- 關掉通風系統 - 控制器沒反應
手動關閉它 快!
再說一遍
冷卻管破裂
反應堆停止 通風電路關閉
冷卻液嚴重污染
自從履帶損壞 我早知道會這樣
所有部門都發出輻射警告
輪機艙嚴重污染 輻射繼續擴散
上浮至潛望鏡深度 通入新鮮空氣
遵命 上浮至潛望鏡深度
- 準備換氣 - 換氣是不夠的 我們要疏散船員
- 電池可維持多久? - 4個小時 最多6個小時
啟動電池系統
這是一級輻射洩漏
全艇遭受污染
我們必須疏散船員
艦長 有人蓄意破壞潛艇
- 誰說有人蓄意毀壞? 艦長!
艦長 醫生可能說得對
好吧 浮上水面 將船員疏散到甲板上
遵命 浮上水面 所有人員前往逃生艙準備逃生
甲板準備救生艇
等待艦隊救援
- 醫生 點算人數 不能留?麓? - 遵命
- 武器官報告 救生艇啟用 正在疏散 - 很好
輪流值班
軍官不要逗留在甲板上超過二十分鐘
同意 艦長
發現船隻 方位: 270 距離6英里並快速接近中
- 是戰艦! - 什麼戰艦?
可能是美軍佩里級驅逐艦 它在發訊號
紅十月號 停止航行
別嘗試下潛 否則我們會發炮
艦長 好像他們想登艇
你跟船員離開 我和軍官留下
- 我們會摧毀潛艇 - 你會為此得到列寧勳章
我們離船 艦長會跟潛艇一起沉沒
- 他下潛了 艦長 - 發炮掠過艇首 右轉到航向180
海鷹一號 我是指揮部
它準備好了
海鷹一號 聽我的命令
現在發射
距目標900碼... 800碼...
700碼... 600碼...
500碼... 400碼...
300碼
魚雷被引爆了
指揮員 聽著
那魚雷沒有自我毀滅 你聽到它撞到船體
我沒有來過這裡
- 通知達拉斯號 - 派出深潛救助艇
200萬的東西仍然會在表演特技時出差錯
中情局的人真沒頭腦
咖啡味道如何 瑞恩?
達拉斯號 神秘號準備出發
- 艙蓋蓋好了 - 一切正常 準備出發
- 向外周注水 - 外周注水 已平衡
- 可以啟航 - 好的 啟航吧
推往左舷
- 距離600碼 接近中 - 右轉到075
200碼... 100碼
開燈
這傢伙真大
- 位置正確 - 可以打開艙蓋
等一會 鐘斯... 瑞恩
- 他想叛變 - 他不會改變主意?
- 不會 - 你敢以性命擔保?
- 艦長 請把錘子遞給我 - 好的
美國人
他臉色變青
他像個牛仔
什麼事這麼好笑?
艦長說你像牛仔
- 你會俄語 - 會一點
知己知彼 百戰百勝
說得對
你還記得嗎 我們在列寧格勒領事館見過面
尊夫人的事 我很難過
為什麼無故向我的船發炮?
- 你的訊息沒有提及魚雷 - 瑞恩
我們要誤導你的船員
他們會獲救嗎?
救援行動已開始
- 是你發的訊號? - 是的
你怎麼知道我們的反應堆事故是假的?
我循常理推測的
很好
我把彈道導彈潛艇紅十月號交出來
我和軍官們要求美國庇護
幸會 我是達拉斯號的巴特·曼庫索艦長
魚雷 美國人又開火了
聲調太高了 這是蘇聯魚雷
還有魚雷? 從哪裡來
指揮室 聲納發現蘇聯雅夫級潛艇 呼號4-1
聲納 為何不引爆?
目標距離太近
魚雷來不及引爆
你計算錯誤 重新裝填 以正確參數重新發射魚雷
加強能源 叫深海救助艇離開
- 有人向我們發射魚雷 - 混帳 走吧
艦長正在與他們交戰
鮑羅丁 負責火控
- 瑞恩 坐在這裡 - 我不是海軍 我是中情局人員
- 中情局? - 我只是為他們寫書
不管這些 坐下來 照我的吩咐做
深潛救助艇已離開 蘇聯雅夫級潛艇在右舷八千碼外
- 看來是科諾瓦洛夫號 - 超速前進
- 超速前進 怎麼操作? - 這個旋鈕 向右扭死
- 超速前進 右滿舵 - 他再次開火
部署戰鬥崗位
- 魚雷發射 方位315 - 距離700碼
- 右轉到方位315 - 朝著魚雷沖過去
- 距離六千碼 - 右轉到方位315
不 瑞恩 千萬別轉方向 我們沖向魚雷
航向315
- 你想沖向魚雷 - 是的
- 什麼? - 他沖向魚雷
- 什麼? - 紅十月號直接沖向魚雷 長官
- 他直接沖向魚雷 - 我的天
魚雷在方位315 距離: 5000碼
- 再加速 - 不行 我們已推動至110%
- 那就以115%推進 - 估計距離: 300碼 快速接近中
他想沖向魚雷...
自殺
我們能否
向蘇聯雅夫級潛艇開火?
他們沒有向我們開火 我不能擅自向蘇聯潛艇開火
魚雷方位315 當前距離: 900碼
魚雷20秒後命中
- 什麼書? - 你說什麼?
- 你寫過什麼書? - 我寫過哈爾西上將的傳記
- 關於海軍戰鬥戰略的 - 我看過那本書
你的結論錯了 哈爾西戰術失當
九 八 七 六...
五 四 三 二...
魚雷現在命中目標
我的天
- 怎麼了? - 這是戰略
艦長將射程縮短了
魚雷來不及引爆
- 沒事了? - 還不一定
圖波列夫艦長會解除武器安全系統
他不會重蹈覆轍
- 瓦西裡 發炮程式準備好了? - 還沒完全準備好...
- 槍聲 - 聽起來好像是的 長官
- 他不會改變主意? - 是船員作怪
不管他是誰 他有二心
我想看看蒙大拿
艦長 他跑進導彈庫
20號艙響起警報
- 他不能發射導彈吧? - 不能 但是他能夠引爆導彈
艦長 守著指揮台
躲在他後面吧
艦長 慢著
你可能需要這個 艦長
謝謝
別光站著 跟著他 拿著傢伙過去
- 你會說英語? - 是的
你也跟著去
艦長 魚雷未命中
媽的 解除魚雷保險
艦長 我已經儘快在弄了
千萬不能讓他破壞點火電路
破壞點火電路會有什麼後果?
他會燒毀整艘潛艇
- 這個門是唯一出口? - 是的
- 別讓他跑掉 - 瑞恩...
小心開槍
這裡有很多東西不能中彈
對
你不知道小心開槍嗎?
- 魚雷保險解除了 - 聲納 紅十月號在哪裡?
- 它在我們後面 - 右滿舵 我要打敗他
- 它在下潛 - 俯傾30度
反魚雷在那邊? 很好
司令 雅夫級潛艇太快 他們逃不掉的
"瑞恩 這裡有很多東西不能中彈..."
對 我也不能中彈
- 鐘斯 他在哪裡? - 距離很近
- 正前方900米 - 終於找到了
- 校準後發射 - 距離太近
別爭論 發射魚雷
又發射了一顆魚雷 它隨時會爆炸
- 左滿舵 平衡艦首 - 魚雷鎖定我們了
達拉斯號 幹得漂亮!
魚雷在五百碼外沖過來 你成功了
希望這行得通 大副 浮上水面
準備發射反魚雷 聽我命令 五 四...
發射反魚雷 緊急上浮
500英尺
快點上浮
魚雷沒停下來 它在尋找別的目標
竟然是他X的廚師
它鎖定我們了!
- 雅夫級潛艇離我們多近? - 左後方1000碼處
- 反方向轉 - 遵命
我們沖向敵方 魚雷跟著我們
在適當的時候退開
距離400碼 350碼 300碼...
- 艦長! - 右滿舵 俯傾30度
這次必定很驚險
你個傲慢的傻瓜 你會害死我們
我們確定了紅十月號的位置
但爆炸碎片
遍佈深海
我們要花一段時間調查
你們的人正在
安排船員回國
這是一場悲慘的意外 大使先生
如果早點找我們 悲劇可能不會發生
- 我欣賞你坦誠的性格 - 彼此彼此
可能在將來
會有更先進的科技來研究潛艇殘骸
也許吧
- 還有一件事 我難以啟齒... - 請說
一艘雅夫級潛艇 曾經在大淺灘出沒
它跟我們失去聯絡
又一艘潛艇失蹤?
緬因州 佩諾布斯科特河
長途跋涉來 把潛艇藏在河裡
這兒距離海軍基地一百英里
而且衛星不會再窺探這地方
我在這裡長大
祖父在那個島教我釣魚
你心裡還有一個疑問 為什麼不問?
在適當的時候 你自然會說出來
有人說 我們要主動攻打美國
了卻一切恩怨 紅十月號就是為此而建造的
然後 莫斯科會付出沉重的代價
那可能是好事
一場小革命能整頓國家 你覺得呢?
- 你仍然喜歡釣魚嗎 瑞恩? - 是的
維爾納斯有一條河 跟這裡差不多
我祖父在那裡教我釣魚
"大海為每個人帶來新希望"
"正如睡眠帶來夢境"
克里斯多夫 哥倫布
歡迎光臨新世界 艦長