Asteroid vs. Earth Page #5

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Go ZZ! Go!

No!

No!

How big was the Earthquake

in the Trench, Telly?

Uh, just over 3.8, sir.

No sign of the submarine on satellite?

No, sir. Not since itpassed

2,000 fathoms a day ago.

I don't know how these

Admirals can stand not knowing.

How long till impact?

Smaller fragment will

impact Hong Kong in 15 seconds, sir.

Would you like me to

contact Admiral Se, sir?

No.

How big is it?

About 13 on the Richter scale.

It's not even close.

I got it.

- I gol got it!

- Here is it?

All systems seem responsive.

Running a quick test.

It'll work.

Motors., propellers, gyroscope,

all critical systems report.

A half mile up, Ms. Knox,

you remind me I owe you a drink.

How long before we get into the trench?

Locations fixed.

About 20 minutes to bring

it to the mouth of the Trench.

Another 30 to dive the last mile and a half.

Make it so Ms. Knox.

Sir.

What's going on?

Someone needs to procure a boat.

We can't be on this island,

without access to base.

I can send one of them to do a

We need something with a winch.

Trawler.

Something to assist with the recovery

of the warheads.

And our men, sir.

You and uh you men...

You'll hike,

you'll hike down the cliff, OK?

Set a position at the breakwater

when you see the SUV crash site.

I'll pick you up in,

whatever I procure, OK?

- Maintain radio silence.

- Yes, sir.

All right guys, lets go.

Send out a message,

of the ELF transmitted to the Polk.

Alert the to the destruction

of Hong Kong and Chinese Admiralty.

Warn them to keep an ear open

for potential unfriendlies.

Yes, sir.

We didn't exactly get

Admiral Se's OK to irradiate

the waters off the South China Sea.

- Sonar.

- Yes, sir.

Is there anyway to keep

an eye out for company.

Maybe use a filter to minimize the noise?

Yes, sir. I'll try.

What is it?

Small asteroid wipes out Hong Kong,

Guangzhou, and all of Southern China.

Taking with it their

South Sea Naval Command.

We're suppose to be keeping

an ear out for any of our friends who

think that us blowing up nukes at their door

steps might be an unfriendly gesture.

How we doing Ms. Knox?

The programming is mapped and loaded.

It knows which way to go

and it can get there in plenty of time.

Did I say 1 drink?

I'll buy you a bar when

we get on top of the waves.

Thank you.

Comms. Let's try that signal and see if

we can trigger the warheads.

Transmission synced Captain.

Captain! Torpedoes in the water!

Multiple signals, I think.

I can't make bands but they're close.

Chief COB. Drop us.

- Nav 20 degrees, dive!

- Aye aye.

Skipper, dive 20 degrees.

Can you see the count down?

Did it work?

- I'm trying.

- Initiating dive, Captain.

- Got it! It's working.

- Launch your sub, now!

- Are you ok?

- Yeah.

Medic to the bridge!

Medic to the bridge!

COB, level us out.

If we keep diving the hull will crush.

Yes, sir.

Up bubble, 30 degrees.

Navigation shot, sir.

Propellers, the whole electrical

system is fried.

Dammit!

Even lifesupport and reactor

cooling systems are down, sir.

Understood.

We can still float, can't we?

- Pressurize the forward ballasts.

- Aye aye, sir.

COB's!

Give me Bull Nuke, EDEA.

Do it now! We haven't got much time.

Yes, sir.

Oh god.

SOMEBODY!

You can do this. Come on.

You can do this Rudy.

Oh no.

Dammit.

COMM. Engineering.

Sir, Air Mach is reporting in.

- Patch him though.

- Yes, sir.

Sir, you're connected.

Lieutenant Rouse.

This is the XO.

Captain Rogers is dead.

I'm the acting Captain.

Engine and bull nuke are dead too, sir.

That makes me acting nuke Engine,

I can't even make popcorn

in the microwave.

Captain.

The hull is breached.

Agang sealed it off but

the reactor bulkhead won't hold.

What the hell is that?

Lieutenant!

Quiet on the bridge!

Sonar

It's mores code, sir.

R-F-A-C-E-O-R-D-I-E.

- Surface or die.

- COB?

We're zero bubble for now.

If we keep on taking water

without the power to pump it out...

You're saying that our

2 choices are to sink?

Or let our anonymous friends blow us up?

Well we can't surface even if we wanted to.

And either way we fail to deliver

the second round of nukes into the trench.

This is still Captain Rogers command.

And that's not the way he's going out.

Rouse?

You said all the breaches were all aft?

COB?

What's the integrity of the forward hull?

Sound and watertight, sir.

Seals are holding at mid-ship.

9 minutes, sir.

Rouse, you're gonna love this one.

We're blasting this ship in 2.

We're rigging 1 pound charges at 18 inch

intervals around the entire hull.

Excellent.

And I'm riding the aft

section into the Trench.

Sir.

I appreciate the offer Lieutenant,

but that's not happening.

It's my fault the welds gave away.

No it's not.

And I'm sorry about all that back in Palau.

It's my fault the Chinese found us.

And it's my fault the Captain is dead.

That's insane Lieutenant. Stand down!

Aah!

Ma'am.

Stu!

You don't have to do this.

What's the matter anyway?

We're all gonna go when

all these things blow.

I never liked you much anyway,

Lieutenant.

The feeling was mutual, sir.

All right.

On my mark,

I will initiate the countdown sequence

on the warheads.

Is everyone ready?

Yes, sir.

Mark! Go!

Get to the bridge and buckle in!

- Patch me through the ship.

- Yes, sir.

Ready, sir.

Onboard the USS Polk.

This is the Executive Officer.

With the passing of Captain Rogers,

I will be assuming all duties

and responsibilities

as commanding officer

on board the USS Polk.

In 60 seconds...

We will be blasting the Polk in half.

Everyone to forward stations now.

This is your Commanding Officer

over and out.

Comms?

Sounding General quarters. Captain.

Torpedoes in the water Captain!

Bastards are early.

Below the boat.

Rouse?

Detonate the charges.

Stu?

See ya on the other side.

Anchors away.

Come on, Rouse.

Yeah. Of course I miss you.

Pay attention son.

- I love you.

- I love you too, mom.

Mom?

Mom? Terry?

Terry?

Tell my mom I love her, OK?

All right, I gotta go.

It's such a surprise to see you, sir.

Are you saying I'm a sight

for sore eyes, Luiz?

You didn't think I'd come back?

Let's just say I was worried

you'd get a better offer, sir.

Ah.

Understood.

Speaking of better offers,

sounds like you got through.

We kept trying but weren't able to.

Too much metal interference.

Actually I did, Gunny.

I was speaking,

With Terry.

He teaches Philosophy in Chicago.

You know,

with everything that's going on...

Lieutenant.

We know.

Let's get back to work.

All right, Gunny.

All right Marines!

Let's get these warheads out of the drink.

2,600 feet below sea level

and climbing, sir.

45 seconds until the detonation

of the aft section.

11 minutes until the HROV blows.

Hang in there everyone,

and won't be long now.

4,200 feet.

2,000 feet.

30 seconds.

1,800 feet.

You're all amazing.

Captain Rogers will be proud

of each and everyone of you.

1,500 feet.

20 seconds.

200 feet.

100 feet.

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