72 Meters Page #5

Synopsis: The film begins in the 1980s Soviet Union. Two best friends, Orlov and Muravyev, are serving at the Black Sea Navy Base in Sevastopol, Crimea. Both fall in love with one beautiful girl Nelly, and their friendship suffers a first blow. Because she picks Muravyev, his friend Orlov struggles with an inferiority complex and becomes a secretive alcoholic. After the collapse of the Soviet Union in 1991, both friends are transferred to the Northern Fleet on the Polar Ocean. One day their sub is performing a routine training. A disturbed WWII mine slowly moves on a collision course with the sub. A mighty blast knocks down everyone inside the wrecked sub, 72 meters below the sea level. Then ensues a nerve-racking struggle for survival.
Director(s): Vladimir Khotinenko
  2 wins & 5 nominations.
 
IMDB:
6.7
Year:
2004
115 min
55 Views


Not to hurt her eyes.

Everything will be all right,

commander.

I was right:
The submarine was

not on a firm ground.

Is it on a firm ground now?

Now it is.

I nearly had a yellow streak.

Me, too.

So afterthis story

the cow started giving milk.

I bit my tongue.

We hit the bottom,

but we are together,

and Spartak is the best!

Spartak is the best!

Golden fish, keep us all

alive...

I am not afraid, not at all.

Maybe a little bit.

Board 26! Here is the principal

direction of the search.

The sector 90 - 090...

We are going out by threes.

The first and the last will

be the most experienced ones.

I will stay in.

When you all surface,

captain Orlov

will go back here

with a breather,

and we go up together...

Captain,

what about your diving suit?

- No more questions.

- Yes, sir.

Comrade captain,

my breather is defective.

Same with mine.

And with mine, too.

Krauz, you were in charge

of breathers, weren't you?

Yes.

Have you checked them?

Have they been in order?

Don't you have anything

to tell us?

I report:

I had no time to sell this,

I should have left them

with my daughter.

My wife said:

Wearthem yourself, Hans.

I promised, when our daughter was

born... with rubies.

Unpaid debts - is a bad sign.

I shouldn't have taken them along.

- Tie him up!

- With what?

Gimme the scarf.

Don't.

Don't humiliate me, Peter.

Why, Nikolai?

Nikolai!

A knuckle sandwich will

tell him about discipline.

Lieutenant Orlov!

Discipline goes as follows:

You are the last sailor

in my cell!

The last sailor?

Do you know who is to be

the last but one?

So, brothers,

you have blown it!

- You were receiving the breathers?

- Lieutenant Orlov!

Stop it!

- Restore power supply.

- Yes.

Mukhambetov! Follow me

with the instruments!

Playing dolls with them?

Hit them in the mugs!

Better late, than never.

- Say it!

- We were standing...

- Go on!

- Then he came up and said:

'Let's go and receive breathers.'

We took a truck

and set off.

We would stop every

now and then.

Why? What for?

When Krauz saw someone

passing by

he would tell the driver

to stop and he'd go out.

Then he went out

and ordered us to go

and get the breathers.

Get the breathers. Go!

Yes, sir!

- He tried to sell earrings.

- You know, captain...

Krauz's wife two-times him

with a kiosk guy,

because he has heaps of money,

and a sailor has empty pockets,

although he has ten autonomous

missions to his credit.

Krauz loves his wife,

and they have a daughter...

So he started borrowing money

to buy earrings,

to keep his promise.

And the b*tch

wouldn't accept them.

- How do you know this?

- After a hearty drink...

You drink with someone,

he opens his heart to you.

Though, there is a risk

of opening your own heart.

I see.

So, you received the breathers?

Did you check them?

We were told:
'The breathers

are fresh from the plant.'

We said:
We have to check them.

They said:
Check any one

at random.

- And the truck was honking.

- Have you checked them?

- Only one.

- Was it charged?

Yes...

Nelly, I propose to you,

from my very heart.

Hey, Romeo, 'twas not

in the deal.

- You'll break your neck.

- Don't worry.

Pick up your stuff.

I've come foryou.

Vanya and I are getting

married.

I know that you love 'me'.

Not him, but me.

Vanya and I are getting married.

Nonsense!

We'll rectify it right now.

Hold it!

- Peter.

- Sh*t!

Peter!

- Lieutenant Orlov!

- Here!

- Come to me.

- Yes, sir!

We'll come back

and get repaired.

- Take a seat.

- Yes, sir!

Whom, in your opinion,

shall we send?

A sailor is no advisor

to a captain.

Sorry I hurt yourfeelings.

I lost my nerve.

We need someone

physically strong,

a good swimmer and diver,

an experienced person.

And a person

of moral integrity.

I know such a person.

Captain lvan Muraviev.

I wanted to take your advice...

No, lvan,

it wants not moral integrity:

It wants a lucky guy.

Actually,

everybody here is lucky,

unlucky ones are left

behind the partition door...

- How about casting a lot?

- Cards may be a better option.

Let's play 'fool'.

A 'fool' will go...

- With straps.

- Everyone here is with straps.

But one...

'Young to Poupyr. P.S.

'Which in Greek

means 'see below'.

'Yesterday I drank the sea water.

That's something!

'Something you will never

forget... '

'I'll come back

and tell you... '

Comrades... Officers...

Brothers...

I have so much to tell you...

Words fail me.

I have words,

but they are not proper.

I thought real heroes

never existed, they were

just made up by people.

But you are real heroes,

you are real Russian sailors.

Forgive me forthinking ill

about you

once in a while...

Forgive me, that it is me

who is going, and not...

Forgive me if you can.

I will do my best

I will do my best to...

You asked me to sing a song,

but it is a Ukrainian song.

So you're Ukrainian!

I knewjust as well!

And you said

it was of no importance.

My mother was Ukrainian,

my father no one knows who.

So, you asked me...

This is a 3 mm latex foryou.

Comrade captain,

may he take my cap,

for extra warmth.

God be with you.

Bend your head.

Comrade captain,

may I write a note?

To be ashamed of it later?

No notes!

Sit down. We need to remove

airfrom the diving-suit.

Otherwise you will hit

the surface like a cork.

Breathe quietly, slowly, okay?

With this you click onto moussings.

And exhale 14 times.

Then you move up till

the next moussing, okay?

Don't be rush.

You crawl up and push the buoy

in front of you.

As soon as you reach

the front lid,

knock with this clevis.

One knock -you're fine,

two knocks:
We let in sea

water and align pressure.

Three knocks:
We open

the front lid.

As soon as you are out,

fix the clevis to a hook

on the left side of the hull.

An eye-hole-like hook...

A hook like this...

Don't forget to fasten it,

or else you and us... Understand?

When you reach the surface,

quickly move this thing

to the atmospheric breathing.

And yell at the top

of your lungs,

to get rid of nitrogen

in your blood.

Otherwise it will be

caisson disease foryou.

Don't remove your

hydro-suit on the shore,

it will be heavy,

at least you will not freez,

Take care of the breather

while crawling along the pipe.

Then keep on running,

like a sprinting hippo...

You climb the hill and

you'll see the town below:

Traffic lights, the curb...

You'll walk along the curb

And you'll see a woman...

Awoman, and another woman.

Oh yeah!

Do it.

You may go free,

great people.

Oxygen left

for 12 more hours.

Hey, Fresher.

Fancy for an orange?

I know this trick.

Then you'll say:

No oranges.

You're wrong.

Presto!

Help yourself, sir.

Ticking on.

I've neverthought

how great life is.

Nikolai, how are you?

I want to go to Venice.

It's where Othello strangled

his Desdemona.

Great foryou.

We'll go sight seeing.

Only he strangled her

in Cyprus.

What a shame.

'Cause I want to go to Venice...

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