72 Meters Page #2

- No, that's my name.

- Bad name.

- Why?

A not-by-the-book name.

It'll do during yourfirst year,

But then you'll be made a laughing

stock. It'll be hell foryou.

- Now we'll surely be late.

- Never.

- He's one of our crew.

- That's right.

- 1st cell commander.

- So, hop into the car.

- On the double!

- What about you?

I prefer cars

with an air conditioner

and a safety bag.

- Follow order!

- Yes, sir!

- Good afternoon, sir.

- Get in.

The crew, dress!

Attention!

Thanks, Mitrich!

The crew of'Slav Girl'

Submarine

is ready for exercises.

Everybody is present

but the commander

of cell 1.

Lieutenant Orlov.

At ease.

At ease!

Good afternoon,

comrade captain!

Same to you.

So, have you been

debriefed already?

Yes, but there is

a little predicament.

What predicament?

- Women...

- What women?

From Norway. Lend-leased

latex girls.

Foryou and forthe mate.

They say they've run out

of them.

Well, my dear busters,

Won't I pepperyour asses!

Comrade captain,

Lieutenant Orlov

reporting!

So, you're in time,

my dovey.

Well, guys, God be with us!

Hold your positions, unhook

from moorings!

Hold your positions, unhook

from moorings!

Get down!

Stand by for diving!

Awoman onboard is a bad sign.

- Look who is talking.

- Don't get pissed off.

I'll introduce you to

a nice broad when we're back.

Depth 40 meters with 5 degrees

different to the bow.

Take the main ballast. 12 knots.

Comrade rear admiral,

captain on duty Ershov reporting.

- Captain, what is the search zone?

- Search zone is 270-090.

They admire atomic ice

breakers,

but I'll tell you...

Careful, your head!

Certain tactical tasks

can be only resolved

by our 'Swallow' submarines.

Load oranges by the cratefuls.

This is our mess-room.

We eat here in three shifts.

We have even bought

an aquarium.

The 1st class

compartment doors.

May I.

Indeed.

- Easy, easy.

- Don't be afraid.

Is it allowed to drink vodka?

Vodka? No.

It's salty water.

His first diving.

It's initiation.

Bottoms up!

Good. You will never

forget this day.

Yes, I'll be remembering

this day

until... all my life.

- May I?

- 'Allow me, sir.'

Allow me, sir... too.

Go for it.

I had a dream since

I was a boy.

Now it is coming true...

I am becoming a sailor.

- A submariner.

- A sailor. A submariner.

If you were born by the sea,

lts beauty

you will always praise:

White masts that loom

At the mooring

And distant towns in a haze.

Southern nights dearfor me.

The bluest sea in the world,

Oh my Black Sea,

my Black Sea.

- Two of them.

What about these ones?

Baby-dolls, unveil yourfaces.

Peter, come over here.

- Sixteen.

- Take the change.

Hey, lvan.

I bet she's gonna be

my wife.

- Hello.

- Who are you?

Lieutenant Peter Orlov!

- What about you?

- I am Nelly.

Great.

What are you reading, Nelly?

- Take a guess.

- I will.

'Longren, a sailorfrom Orion,

a 300 tons strong brig,

'where he had served for 10 years

'and which he loved like

it were his mother,

'at last had to resign... '

It's either Maxim Gorky

or early Tolstoy.

- Alexander Green. 'Crimson Sails'.

- Anyone down there?

Nobody! Miss, wait! Miss,

will you marry me?

Let go!

Let go!

- Nelly...

- Let go, lvan.

Vanya...

Ivan.

Comrades submariners,

our mission is to destroy

a flagship

of a maneuver enemy.

Than to dodge the chase

and remain unnoticed

for 24 hours.

Hopefully, our crew will

show its combatant valour,

accomplish the mission

and prove it's not for nothing

they call our submarines

'black holes'.

Excuse me,

why 'black hole'?

'Black hole'?

- That's simple.

- But nojokes, please.

It's practically impossible

to hear our submarine

at low revolutions. We move

stealthily,

like in ajoke:
We'll go down

from the mountains...

Sound of propellers,

bearing 270 degrees.

The target is nearing.

Battle alarm!

Torpedo attack!

Attacking surface target!

Deep water shooting with

self-guided torpedoes!

Prepare for shooting

pieces 1 and 2.

- Cell 6 ready.

- Cell 5 ready.

- Cell 4 ready.

- Cell 3 ready.

- Cell 2 is ready.

- Cell 1 is ready.

Central cell standing by.

Torpedoes are ready

for shooting.

- Submarine is ready for battle.

- Acoustic, navigator, bios...

...stopwatches - stand by!

Zero.

Target 1. Make the first

measurement.

Average data:

Heading 48, speed 20,

distance 740 m.

Heading 50.

Speed 20.

Average elements of movement

approved,

enter data into bios

Depth 40, different zero.

- The first is ready.

- Get prepared!

Yes, sir!

Fire.

Torpedoes are out.

Warheads in place.

Target 1 - noise level

unchanged.

Torpedo timing is 60 seconds.

Torpedo timing is 93 seconds.

Noise of torpedo

and target merged.

Comrades submariners!

Torpedo shooting is accomplished.

I thank the crew

for evincing marine skill.

Start dodging.

Heading 200, average speed.

We've done it.

No way they'll find us now,

mother's beaver.

Attention!

Now a birdie...

will fly out!

I'm conducting a research.

- What?

- A research.

Why bother me when

I'm off duty?

Can't I have a break

and read the Regulations?

Nelly and I are getting

married.

I will tell you one thing

and you will change your mind.

- Say it.

- She loves me.

But I will be the father

of her children.

- How many?

- At least three.

I have neverthought

one can lose a friend

over a broad.

Broads are many, and you've

only one friend.

She's also only one.

Nevermind I'm so lean.

I've strong lungs.

I'll blow the balloon

till it explodes.

- Yes?

- Yes.

In this case - good bye.

Now you hit me.

Come on!

- Come on!

- Who are you?

Why should I hit you?

Me?

I am Peter Orlov, yourfriend.

I've no friends. I've never

heard about no Peter Orlov.

I am very sorry.

Why the ice?

Otherwise it may boil.

Sometimes it is too hot here.

- Do you change the water?

- Sure thing.

She is a full-scale

crew member.

I know drinking water is scarce

at submarines.

So, she's a full-scale

crew member

and lives in the sea water.

Silence mode...

Hush.

Knocking sound on the port side,

captain.

What kind of sound?

Can't say for sure.

Look around in the cells.

Cell 7 checked, no problems.

Cell 6 checked, no problems.

All cells checked, Captain.

All seems normal,

comrade captain.

Comrades officers,

Raise your glasses,

feather oars!

To the newly weds!

To the newly weds!

I'd hit some vodka now.

A groom shouldn't drink

at his wedding.

I am not lvan, but Peter.

Kiss the bride!

One, two, three...

Eleven! Twelve!

Thirteen!

Be happy!

Katya...

Emergency alarm.

What made you afraid?

Everything is all right.

Come. Youjust saw

a bad dream...

Everything isjust fine...

Water. Why water?

It's a disaster, captain,

we have sunk.

- What disaster?

- Something exploded.

- What exploded?

- A mine.

- I heard it's a mine.

- Heard from whom?

I don't know. Just heard them

shouting.

- Are we going to die?

- Sure, but not now,

in a hundred years,

when we're old geezers.

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