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I'm not actually a banker.

I work for...

Gittens.

Gittens hasn't worked in years.

Fraser's in and out of prison.

And Peters.

Peters cleans offices

for sh*t d*cks like you.

Look, I didn't mean to insult you.

Start loading.

Get Zaytsev to look at that engine,

and Gittens, too. He knows diesel.

Levchenko, get him to

check the electrics.

Peters, you sure you can get a door

on that escape chamber?

I'll give it a proper f***ing go, boss.

Wait, Robinson, you can't be serious.

Look, this wreck?

This wreck's gonna sink.

F***ing useless sub if it don't.

All panels.

Off. On.

A gyro, B gyro coincide.

A group's charged.

300 bars.

300. Hydraulics operational.

120 bars.

120? It's a little low?

Yeah, Blackie says it's usual

for a boat of this age.

120 it is. Ballast, twin pump.

Wait. What are you looking for?

The windows.

The what?

Well, the lads said I should give

the windows a clean before we head out,

but I can't find any.

It's a submarine. There are no windows.

What's the broom for?

There's no chimney, is there?

No, son, no chimney. Come here.

It's a good sign. They like you.

Stow that.

What you got for me?

So the batteries ain't that great.

They're only gonna be

charging up to about 70%.

- Zinzane says that...

- Zaytsev.

Zaytsev says that

the diesel engine's good,

but there's a fuel leak he can't find.

- It's dripping on the main turbine housing.

- Tell him to find it. Tell him to fix it.

Robinson. There's no escape suits.

And the radio, you know,

there's only one circuit working.

If that goes down...

We won't be using the radio.

We'll have the Russian fleet above us.

Good to be going out again.

Thanks for bringing me, boss.

I was sorry to hear

that Chrissy left you.

Good girl, Chrissy.

Sorry it went that way.

Thank you. Blackie.

- Yes, boss.

- Here, Peters.

What is "no escape suits"?

What does that mean?

No escape suits means no escape.

If something happens, you've only got

that shitty old radio for help.

Don't worry, banker.

We'll get you back nice and safe.

Actually, I'm not a banker.

Are those not escape suits there?

Diving suits.

But, I mean, if we got into trouble,

you could use those as escape suits?

Oh, yeah, sure, you could...

go out for 80 meters and, come back

on a short hose.

What, we can't...

Yeah, you see,

that's the thing about being on a sub.

Outside it's just dark, cold death.

Gets a man thinking.

Gets him thinking what?

Thinking he's gonna f***ing die.

What are you laughing at?

You don't even speak English.

Yeah.

Russians not happy.

About Tobin. They call him virgin.

Unlucky to have virgin

on a boat, Robinson.

Jesus. He's 18.

What 18-year-old do you know

nowadays who's a virgin?

This not matter. They call him virgin.

Now he's virgin.

Unlucky.

Well, I'm not giving in

to superstition.

Call everyone together.

It's time for them to know what's at stake.

How much gold we talking?

At least $40 million, maybe a lot more.

Those bastards fired

the man who found it.

Kurston.

He was a good man.

Gave his life to his job,

just like the rest of us here.

They fired him.

He killed himself.

They fired me.

They fired men like flushing

sh*t down a toilet.

Well, this time

the sh*t is fighting back.

40% goes to the man who's funding us.

That's Daniels' boss.

The rest...

The rest is ours.

Equal share, every man.

Back to your posts.

We leave in an hour.

Equal share? Jesus Christ, why?

'Cause they're risking their lives.

Yeah, but they would risk

their lives for a flat fee.

Just toss them the scraps, is that it?

What are you talking about?

Look, that doesn't have to...

What does that have

to do with anything?

Listen, Robinson, we are gonna be

on this sub with these men

and it's going to be

full of gold, right?

What happens when one of them

starts to figure out

that their share gets bigger

when there is less people to...

less people to share it with?

Boss, we're ready.

Closing!

Open main vents.

Yes, boss.

Open main vents.

Midships to helm.

Midships to helm.

Ten down.

Ten down, boss.

30 meters, then bring it back

to periscope depth.

30 meters, then back up to PD, boss.

Diving now. Diving now.

Zaytsev.

Zaytsev. Robinson sent me to...

Boss.

Zaytsev needs someone to help

with pressure on second engine.

I gave him Tobin.

Won't work with Tobin. Bad luck.

Tell Zaytsev to work with Tobin

or get the f*** off my boat.

Tobin, come here.

It's fine, all fine, easy job.

Zaytsev find leak, he make wheel sign.

You go here.

For Russian less, men'she.

For Russian more, bol'she.

He say less, men'she, turn valve left.

He say more, bol'she, turn right.

- Don't f*** this.

- Which valve?

This one. One, two, three in.

One, two down.

Men'she left, bol'she right.

- Yeah.

- One, two down.

No, no, no. One, two, three in.

One, two, three in.

One, two down. One two, down.

- Don't f*** this.

- I won't.

Enjoy.

One. One, two, three.

Two in.

One, two, three...

It's so f***ing unfair

that they get the same as us.

Well, everyone gets an even split.

Is two million not

enough for you, Fraser?

You're kidding me, right? Two million?

Where these guys come from,

Shitsvillistan,

it's like 20 million to us.

They're f***ing laughing at us.

What did you do?

What, did you just have a sh*t

in the bowl, did you, Levchenko?

Is that what you did,

just sh*t in the bowl?

All you do is bleat like a goat!

I worked for about three months on one

of those American Seawolves in the '90s.

- Did I tell you?

- And the food, is the food like...

F*** me, the food.

The food is unbelievable, mate.

I'm talking about beef fillets.

I'm talking about broiled hams.

I'm talking about chicken jambalaya

with andouille sausage, motherf***er.

Christ. Jesus Christ.

And what do we get?

Levchenko's toilet in a bowl?

Oh, don't get me wrong,

I'm sure this is Gordon Ramsay

over there in Gdask,

but, you know...

Oh...

What's your problem?

Take it easy, Fraser.

F***. They're laughing

at us, I tell you.

Come on, then.

You've been staring

at that thing for days now.

What is it?

This from your girlfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

Well, you must like the girl.

She's pregnant.

I don't really know her.

Terrifying, isn't it?

Don't you worry, son.

You'll be going home a rich man.

Your boy will want for nothing.

Boy?

I told 'em you weren't a virgin.

I'm not a f***ing virgin.

Kill all engines.

Who said I was a...

Engine, 360 meters forward.

Russian destroyer,

bearing west-northwest, 20 knots.

208 meters.

200 meters.

It's passing, heading south.

It's gone.

Revolutions three knots for one hour.

Then proceed as normal.

Baba, you're my golden boy.

Hiding from our own people.

Jeez. That was tense.

Tense.

Tense.

Not even "I don't speak English"

in Russian?

How can you stand it in here?

Give it a couple of days

and you'll be wondering

how they stand it out there.

No, it's mad down here.

It is, but it makes sense.

See us, lad, we're all penguins.

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