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- And you and I have the other two.

Captain Kozlov...

If you're ready to relieve

the commanding officer

of a Soviet ballistic missile submarine,

your captain and your friend

because he fainted...

...then you go right ahead.

I'll be in sonar.

It's a Skipjack, sir.

And he's going someplace

in a big damn hurry.

- Have they seen us yet?

- I don't think so.

She's moving too fast to hear anybody,

that's for sure.

All right.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Why are we slowing?

We've had contact

with an American sub.

Tommy, come right full rudder.

- TOMMY:
Aye, sir. Right full rudder.

- (INSTRUMENTS HISSING)

Surface the ship

and start the diesel engines.

- Why would I do that?

- DEMl:
Yeah.

- Why would he do that?

- MAN:
Captain on deck.

Sonar, con.

Has the American changed course?

- No, sir. He's holding steady.

- DEMl:
Very well. Keep me posted.

Captain, I need you to snorkel

the ship and start the engines.

If we start the engines,

the Americans will know our position

and our mission will be compromised.

That presumes you know

what our mission is.

Maybe you'd like to let us in on it.

(WINDING RADIO)

- Are we ready?

- We're ready, sir.

A little faith, Captain.

Officer of the deck,

make our depth ten meters.

- Aye, Captain. Ten meters.

- MAN:
Ten meters, aye.

- How long was I out?

- About six hours.

The Americans have acoustic signatures

for all submarines

and ships in our fleet.

They'll be able to identify us.

I understand.

Engineer, raise the snorkel.

Start port and starboard diesels

and make turns for six knots.

- (BELLS RINGING)

- (ENGINES WHIRRING)

(WINDING RADIO)

Engage the Phantom.

- (SWITCH FLIPPING)

- (VIBRATING FREQUENC Y)

(WHIRRING)

(STEADY FREQUENC Y CONTINUES)

MAN (O VER RADIO):

Phantom's engaged, sir.

What the hell are we doing?

- (ALERT BEEPING)

- Son of a...

Con, sonar.

American is turning to intercept.

- Battle stations.

- Battle stations. Aye.

ALEX:
Rig for battle stations.

This is not a drill.

Rear torpedo,

stand by on tubes five and six.

(BELL RINGING)

- Move it!

- Go, go, go, go!

Loaded!

Sonar, con.

What's that ship doing?

- She's falling in behind us, sir.

- Has she opened her doors?

Not yet, sir.

You ever start a war, Mr. Bruni?

Because if she even blinks,

I'm gonna put a fish into her.

Any R.O.E. I need to know about

before I sink this son-of-a-b*tch?

- That's "Rules of Engagement."

- I know what an R.O.E. Is.

Any hostile action may be met

with force at your discretion.

At least we agree it's hostile.

- Stand by to fire.

- Standing by, Captain.

- (BELLS CONTINUE RINGING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(ALERT BEEPING)

(BEEPING)

Con, sonar.

The enemy's changing course.

What's their heading?

They're heading back

on their original track, sir.

It's a cloaking device?

You understand this

is completely classified.

So the Americans thought they were

following the Panamanian tanker.

Yes.

We've turned their own

technology against them.

Perfect countermeasure.

Any ship equipped

with the device becomes a phantom.

Soon, we'll have acoustic signatures

from ships all over the world.

The Americans will run in circles.

ALEX:
Our engines were running.

We were making noise too.

Besides,

the strength of a sonar echo is

directly proportional

to the size of a ship.

And we're not exactly a freighter.

The Phantom magnifies the echo,

making us appear any size we want.

The genius of the algorithm is how

it makes us invisible to active sonar

and enables us to mask ourselves

as any ship we like.

We should all be very proud

of what we've accomplished

here today, gentlemen.

To the Phantom.

I'm sure Squadron Command will be

pleased that the device is operational.

Of course.

As protocol dictates,

we'll send word to Fleet

as soon as we reach

our reporting point.

Protocol is the political officer's

purview, would you agree, Mr. Pavlov?

I agree that Fleet will be pleased.

Mr. Pavlov is one of the most diplomatic

political officers in the Navy.

- A contradiction in terms.

- That's what I keep trying to tell him.

I assure you that my intentions are

purely that of the State and the party.

Well, thank goodness.

As you might imagine,

we have quite a bit of data to analyze.

Thank you, Captain, gentlemen,

for the fine meal and the company.

- Captain.

- (DOOR SLIDING OPEN)

(DOOR SLIDING CLOSED)

Mr. Bavenod,

I'm gonna need an update

on the arrival time

at the reporting point.

Aye, Captain. Excuse me.

Excuse me.

(DEMI SIGHING)

(CLEARING THROAT)

If you'll excuse me as well, gentlemen.

I think I'll retire for the evening.

DEMl:
Good night, Sasha.

(DOOR SLIDING OPEN, CLOSED)

I suppose you think it's sporting

to embarrass me in front of the KGB.

DEMl:
It wasn't personal, Greg.

Why did you feel the need to say so?

You give me a direct answer and I

won't have to guess at what you mean.

What was the question?

If you agree we should report to Fleet.

What are you worried about?

This is an historic moment.

Well, nonetheless, as officers of a ship

that could trigger the end of the world,

I think we should

consider all scenarios.

What scenarios?

If the Americans can't track us

with all their money and technology...

...then our boats can't track us either.

It means it wouldn't be hard

to alter the purpose of this ship.

So you're saying they're

some rogue Spetsnaz force?

I'm saying a message from Fleet

would answer a lot of questions.

(SIGHING)

Well, as political officer on this boat

and as your friend,

it's my duty to tell you that if

you even imply treasonous intent

of elite KGB officers

without proper evidence or cause,

you'll be put up

for charges of misconduct

of the Code of Military Justice.

Sometimes a man

has to pick a side, Greg.

Well then, you should pick wisely.

'Cause if you're wrong...

...this will haunt you

and your families...

...for the rest of your lives.

And it won't matter who your father is.

- (DOOR SLIDING CLOSED)

- Well, that was uncalled for.

It's not his fault.

He was trained to fear everything.

DOCTOR:
Still, I think we

should take him at his word.

DEMl:
How so?

OSNAZ don't work for the military

or the central government.

Their orders come from

the most zealous elements of the KGB.

They can destroy you, Demi.

They can destroy all of us.

BAVENOD:
Captain, we've reached

the reporting point.

All right.

Helm, make your depth ten meters.

MAN:
Aye, Captain. Ten meters.

Radio, con.

Prepare to send microburst transmission.

Our orders are to proceed

to our patrol box.

Well, as soon as we make

our position report

and confirm our orders,

we'll do that.

Sending a transmission will

alert the Americans of our position.

- Fifty meters.

- Continue.

You can turn your gadget on

and we can run away again.

We seem to be pretty good at that.

The Phantom device

can't mask a radio broadcast.

Our mission objectives

would be compromised.

- What are our mission objectives?

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