The Hunt for Red October Page #7

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- Okay, we're in position.

- You can open the hatch.

Hold it a second. Jonesy...

Mr. Ryan.

- He's defecting.

- And he can't change his mind?

- He's not going to change his mind.

- Will you bet your life on that?

Sir, could you hand me that hammer?

Americans.

He's turning green.

There's our buckaroo.

What's so funny?

The captain thinks

you're some sort of cowboy.

- You speak Russian.

- A little.

It's wise to study

the ways of one's adversary.

It is.

I doubt that you remember, but

we met at the consulate in Leningrad.

Along with your wife.

I'm very sorry.

What gives you the right

to fire on my ship?

- You said nothing of a torpedo.

- Ryan.

- We had to maintain the illusion.

- Are my crew being rescued?

As we speak

- You sent the signal?

- That's correct, sir.

How did you know that

our reactor accident was false?

That was a guess,

but it seemed logical.

Very well.

I present to you the ballistic missile

submarine Red October.

My officers and I

request asylum in the USA

It's a pleasure, sir.

Bart Mancuso, USS Dallas.

- Torpedo. The Americans are shooting.

- The pitch is too high. It's Russian.

Another torpedo?

Sonar contact.

Alfa class Soviet submarine.

- Why don't I have a detonation?

- The weapon armed too late.

You had the wrong range.

Fire again with the right setting.

Get me power,

and get that damn thing off my boat.

- Somebody just shot at us.

- No sh*t! Get out of here.

The captain is fighting them

Borodin, fire control.

- Ryan, sit here.

- I'm not with the Navy. I'm CIA

- CIA?

- I write books for them.

Sit down and do what I tell you.

Russian Alfa, 8,000 yards to starboard.

- I think it's the Konovalov.

- Increase to flank.

That knob, turn right full.

- All ahead flank. Right full rudder.

- He's shooting again.

Battle stations.

- Torpedo in the water. Bearing 315.

- Make range 7,000 yards.

- Steer right 315.

- That's heading into the torpedo.

- Estimate range 6,000 yards.

- Steer right 315.

That's wrong!

Ryan, don't turn that wheel.

- You're heading straight for it.

- Yes.

- Doing what?

- He's turning into it.

- He's directly in the torpedo's path.

- Mother of God!

Torpedo steady at 315.

Range:
5,000 yards.

- More speed.

- We're already at 110

- Run at 115%.

- Range:
3,000 yards and closing fast.

- He's heading right at the torpedo.

- Can we shoot at the Russian Alfa?

I can't attack-boat a Soviet submarine

without authorization.

Torpedo steady at 315.

Range:
900 yards.

Torpedo impact:
20 seconds.

- What books?

- Pardon me?

- What books dld you write?

- A biography on Admiral Halsey.

- It's about naval combat tactics.

- I know this book

Your conclusions were all wrong.

Halsey acted stupidly.

Nine, eight, seven, six...

...five, four, three, two...

Torpedo impact now.

I'll be dammed.

- What happened?

- Combat tactics.

The captain closed the distance

before the torpedo could arm itself.

- That's it?

- Not quite.

Capt. Tupolev will be removing

the safety features on all his weapons.

- Vassily, have you plotted a solution?

- It's a little rough...

Gunfire.

- He won't change his mind?

- It's one of the crew.

Whoever he is,

I'd say he's having second thoughts.

I would like to have seen Montana.

He's in the missile bay. We're showing

a hatch warning on number20.

- He can't launch a missile?

- No, but he can blow one up.

Captain, take the conn.

Get in behind him and stay there.

Captain, wait.

You may need this, sir.

Thank you.

Don't just stand there, go with him!

You, get your butt over here.

- The torpedo broke up on impact.

- Set the safety ranges for zero.

We must get him

before he gets to the ignition circuits.

What happens if he gets

to the ignition circuits?

He can incinerate the ship.

- Is that the only way out of here?

- Yes.

- Don't let him get past you.

- Ryan...

Be careful what you shoot at.

Most things in here

don't react too well to bullets.

Right.

Be careful what I shoot at?

- Safety ranges set to zero.

- Where's Red October

- She's behind us.

- Right full rudder. I'll shake him loose.

- He's going deep.

- 30 degree down angle.

Order countermeasures.

The Alfa is too quick

It's only a matter of time.

'Some things in here

don't react well to bullets..."

Yeah, like me.

- Where is he?

- Close, sir.

- 900 metres, directly ahead.

- Got him.

- Mark bearings and fire.

- We are too close.

Don't argue with me. Do it now!

Another torpedo,

it went active as it was launched.

- Left full rudder. Ease her up.

- I think he's got us.

Way to go, Dallas!

Torpedo in acquisition.

Range 500 yards. You've done it.

I hope this works.

Chief, put us on the roof.

Countermeasures on my mark

Release countermeasures.

Emergency blow. Full rise.

Come on, Big D. Fly!

That torpedo is still active.

It's searching for another target.

A goddamn cook

It's locked on us!

- How close is that Alfa?

- 1,000 yards dead astern.

We're turning straight at him.

The torpedo is still on our tall.

The hard part about playing chicken

is knowing when to flinch.

Collision in 400 yards, 350, 300...

- Captain!

- Right full rudder. 30 degree angle.

This is going to be close.

You arrogant ass, you've killed us.

We have as curtained

the Red October's final position.

Given the depth of the water

and the spread of the wreckage. -

- nothing has yet been recovered.

Your people are with the crew and are

making arrangements for their return.

This has been a terrible tragedy.

If you'd come to us earlier,

it might have been avoided.

- I appreciate your candour in this.

- And I yours, Andrel.

In the future, technology may allow

an investigation of the wreckage.

Perhaps.

There's is another matter,

one that I'm reluctant to...

One of our submarines, an Alfa,

was last reported in the Grand Banks.

We've not heard from her

for some time.

You've lost another submarine?

All this way

to hide a submarine in a river.

It's 100 miles from any naval base.

It's the last place a satellite will look

I grew up around here.

My grandfather taught me to fish

off that island over there.

There's is one question

you haven't asked me yet: Why?

I figured you would tell me

when you were ready.

There's are those who believe

we should attack-boat the USA first.

Settle everything in one moment.

Red October was built for that purpose.

- Now therell be hell to pay in Moscow.

- Perhaps.

Maybe some good will come from it.

A little revolution now and then

is a healthy thing.

Do you still like to fish?

There's a river not unlike this

near Vilnius. -

- where my grandfather

taught me to fish.

"And the sea will grant

each man new hope."

"As sleep brings dreams."

Christopher Columbus.

Welcome to the new world, sir.

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